Tripper is my Magic Cat. He's not the only Magic Cat around here, but, he's mine. If he's on my lap, and I don't look at him while I'm petting him, he reaches up with one paw and pats my face. If I still ignore, he will extend a prickle.
He was a rescue, and I had to work for him. Now he's about 17 lbs of solid cat, with a layer of fluff.
He doesn't sit on anyone's lap but mine. He's my baby.
He is called "Tripper," because that's what he does best. That, and lie down in the dirt pile when I'm sweeping.
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