So Much For The Warm Fuzzies

My cat is seventeen years old and is nearing the end of her life. She’s very skinny and I have to force a steroid pill down her mouth so she can eat without getting sick.

My friend is visiting today. When she sits down on my couch, my cat immediately gets up from the other side of the couch and walks over to curl up on her lap. My friend is delighted by this and exclaims to me as she pets my cat.

Friend: “Look! She likes me! She came right over and sat on my lap.”

Me: “She’s cold.”

Friend: “What?”

Me: “Because she’s old, she’s lost a lot of her muscle and body fat, so she likes having a warm body around to help regulate her body temperature.”

My friend looks disappointed as she continues petting the cat.

Friend: “Thanks a lot.”