Don't judge me but............

....my two are seriously driving me mad. They are both so demanding in their own way and I feel as though I can't get a minute to myself without having to stop work, or whatever I'm doing so that I can run after them.
They're very vocal and it goes on and on and on, Sophie has to sit on my knee, sit on the paper I'm trying to do work on, or sits on the glass I'm working on. Moto comes into the workshop and has to get into everything, which means I'm constantly pulling him out/away from wherever he is as glass is not something cats should be beside, if I don't let him in, he sits outside the door, pawing at it and going eeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Honestly I'm at my wits end.

I get this with Fudge and the sofa, but that's about it, otherwise my lot can and do entertain themselves, thankfully. Having 2 attention seeking cats would drive me up the wall as well.

Ian

When they're like this, I really couldn't see me ever having another, but not long after posting this, Moto must have gotten the hint and he disappeared inside. Sophie sat on my chair behind me, so I was perched on the edge, couldn't stand that for too long, so I put her on the table and she went into her box. All was quiet this afternoon, god knows what tomorrow will bring.
It's like when they're good, they're really good, but when they're bad, watch out, usually they're bad.

I took a guitar downstairs last night to have a quick play while they were all out, Fudge trudged in and just had to sit on my lap. She had the rest of the sofa and the footrest to sleep on, but oh no, not her, it was my lap or nothing. What did me was her constant attempts to find room where there just wasn't any, coupled with those pathetic "let me on your lap" miaows and her doing pushy paws. I gave up on the guitar.

Ian

They know exactly what they're doing! Sophie last night was trying so hard to get onto my lap, got the laptop working again and she just has to try and move it I gave up too, she won. I think there could be a conspiracy between them.

That sounds like Mary, everythime I try to do something she's there having to sniff everything, she's really nosy. When I'm hanging out the washing she just appears from nowhere demanding attention, or when I'm trying to cook she's around my legs so I nearly fall over her.

Maybe we've got insecure cats, or just demanding little sods.
They've been really good today, hardly a word out of them, talk about contrary.