I’m not moving.
Well, instead of being a couch potato, I chose another word because being compared to a potato was not my favorite compliment from ANYONE (not that I’m NOT one at times, but still…)
A couchatater is a discerning kitty who truly understands a couch, inside and out, who grasps the deep meaning of having the proper couch upon which to loll, the cerebral joy of finding oneself relaxed and inert upon one’s favorite spot, bonding with the couch in question much the way anthros bond with a dear friend.
A couchatater is subtly wise and chooses a spot on the couch carefully, after much consideration and weighing of all the pros and cons.
(Maybe cons is the key word here.)
But at long last, after great consideration of all the possibilities at hand, the couchatater finds peace and contentment at last.
I supposed I could have called myself a sofatater instead…
While you are reading in bed or watching TV on the couch, does your cat crawl up and lay upon you? Do they comfortably lie on your chest and maybe for hours together still and silent? You should feel very much flattered. Probably you are already making “Aww” and “Wow” while admiring them.
As a cat lover, there is actually no joy than curling up on a cold with the kitty just beside you or upon you. But do you know the logic behind why cats choose to lay on you? It may be comforting to imagine the way they cuddle because they love you. But honestly, they are using you.
We are not totally denying the fact they are seeking companionship. However, that is not the only reason; there are various methods on how the cats show that they love you. But lying on you has different meanings. Here we have listed down the reasons why the cats tend to lay upon you.
cat lay on me
Thank you for all of this fascinating and lovely information, and I hope you are not offended by an English correction. The word ‘lay’ should be ‘lie’ in most of your writing. You lie upon a human or a bed or a couch, you lie down, you lie around all day long on your human, but your human “lays” down a law (for example): no lying on my HEAD! This is not to offend your very good writing, but only to preserve words in the English language that are being replaced by newer, widely used but incorrect forms. Mama can’t help it—her mama was an English teacher, haha.
Sorry I am late to the Selfies. Work got in the way and it makes stuff a bit of a struggle, but I’m here 🙂
Have a good week.
Hey, we are all late for something sometimes…no worries, mate.And work is important and if it’s the way that’s good!
We think you should do education for kittens on proper couch etiquette. Yes you should
Yes maybe start a class for kittens…couch control for kittens, haha.
I think I’m a humanatater, Loulou. 😉
I think so too, Miliza.
teehee – no, we are not taters in the usual sense since we’re so smart! But we do like our lounge time. Lounge lizards? No, they eat bugs. Maybe Odalisques. Well, that wasn’t good either since they’re “loose women” and we’ve been “fixed” – whatever that means But they like to lounge. Well Couchatater does come closest.
Ah, I see you have found enlightenment in the Zen art of couches. Maybe we both should go for a sofa-ology degree? I hear the French Chaise Lounge Academy may have a few slots — two-day courses with meals delivered to the chaise 😉
Purrs
ERin
MEALS? Delivered? Wow, let’s pack our bags NOW!
You are the cutest couch potato ever 🙂 XO
Awwww…I do love my “places”…I even let my mama and papa sit there too, sometimes.
Hey Guys,
I am really impressed and it was a great pleaser for this post.
I was searching for answers for Why and How Does my Cat Purr? and some interesting information form https://purrpetrators.com/why-and-how-does-my-cat-purr/
I hope you will also be helped from there.
Good Luck!
WOW. Thank you for that information! But I purr all day long EXCEPT when I’m scared or feeling funny about something. If I’m purring, mama doesn’t worry but if I stop…uh, oh. Nice to meet you.
Any tater is always a good tater Loulou!
Oh, I’m glad to be a good tater.
One thing you are NOT, LouLou, is a common tater !
Oh, shucks. Sweet tater, maybe.
Such a deep thinker. To ponder the unponderable. To think about thinking. That is what Sundays are all about.
Yes, Andrea, you really do understand things!