The Politics Of Place

Or, Battle of the Bed, again...
It's light out but still early. The human is awake, but waiting for the alarm to go off, and Petunnia is on the pillow by the window - then Lucy decides to come aboard. She gets a pet, then settles in with her head on the human's knee. Petunnia can take only a few minutes of this. Soon she is on the human, restlessly patrolling her torso, turning in circles, tail lashing. The human says, as usual, Be good, be sweet, and eventually Petunnia settles, too, purring, kneading the human's neck, and therapeutically (for Petunnia, that is) washing the human's chin. Her tail, however, is still lashing. When Lucy gives in to temptation and bats it, Petunnia proves that she, at least, can purr and hiss horrifically all at the same time. Lucy slowly but prudently departs.