Highly-rated lap

Every morning for years now, I perform a little ritual of dragging my semi-conscious carcass out of bed and into my office, where I wake myself up with the morning's email and Friends page.

Now there's a new element to that ritual: every morning, little Midori sees that I'm awake, jumps up to my chair, curls up her kitten body in my lap, and goes to sleep.

As if it wasn't hard enough getting out of this chair to shower and dress...

(I have to keep grabbing her, too, as she forgets that my lap is not infinite, and tries to roll over in her sleep.)