She laughed at that as well, shaking her head and perching on the edge of the pillownest beside him, "There, look, you're acting like Bill already. He's not as much of a housecat as Jack is, but he manages. I think he's just more slinky about it than Jack is."
She shrugged, reaching over to play with his hair some more, "Sort of like how Mamba is, he'll sit on the opposite end of the couch, and then you look away for a minute and he's on the next cushion, and then you get distracted by whatever's on TV and all of a sudden he's all the way in your lap."