I love my cat. It's nice to come home to someone that greets you at the door, cuddles with you, and doesn't spend all their time complaining (but he does do that occasionally). But when in grad school, it can be a pain to have a cat. Pull the laptop out to work, he must lay on it. Pull a binder out, he must use it as a headrest. There has to be a happy medium between us both getting what we want without upsetting the other. But then again, he is extremely cute.
