I sat at kitchen table and tried to balance my checkbook. Zoe - the demanding one - kept playing with the pen. I politely explained to her that I was busy. She continued to paw my pen. I finally had to put her on the floor. She jumped back onto table. I put her on the floor again. This process got repeated about a dozen times. If I sit and do nothing, she leaves me alone. But if I try to read, or use a pen, she bugs me. I keep telling her she is a bad cat. She just purrs.
Try holding her and stroking her behind the ears or on the neck, she will eventually get tired of it and move on.
Gotta love the contrary little bittykitches.
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