This time, I thought Sparky’s argument was really weak, and I had some complaints of my own.

Sparky’s complaint is that sometime when he’s on my lap, I am distracted, looking at the computer, or not petting him or giving him my full attention.

That’s not fair.  “Sparky, I’m doing all the work.  You’re just laying there, not moving, hell, you could be asleep.  You aren’t paying attention at all.”

Sparky says that’s okay, because his eyes aren’t closed and he is like a hundred times cuter than I am, and just showing up is it’s own reward. 

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