The two manse moggies are very different in personality, which is partof what I love so much about them.
Sophie (tabby) is a real lap cat and will happily settle onto me when I sit on the settee to read or watch TV, but in the office will usually curl up in a basket or a box.
Sasha (white) is a really clever cat who can play with the red dot all by herself, turn off my radio alarm clock, is fascinated by the computer printer, and will sometimes come and sleep on the desk when I am trying to work. She doesn't do laps.
Except that this morning she did. I had just opened up the Word document to review my draft sermon and start writing prayers, when she stepped down from the desk onto my knee and settled down.
So we spent half an hour pretty much just being, Sasha and I. With my free hand I managed to snap this photo, and to scroll down the file on screen to read what I'd typed. But mostly we sat. Sasha purred deeply as she enjoyed being stroked. And I, unwilling to destroy this precious moment, and unable to type, simply sat and savoured it.
Consider the kitties... sometimes what is needed is not more doing but a little more being, even, or especially, when it comes unexpectedly as a gift.