Unfortunately, Arthur (my poor old cat) is very sick and won't last much longer.  This is a picture of him in better days, when he would often compete with my laptop for attention.  Loud purring and batting at my highlighter normally won out.  These days, he hides a lot, in places where it's cool, dark, and quiet.  Actually, it's funny that we've been able to communicate more clearly since he's been sick.  He's nearly blind, so sometimes he wanders around the house and he doesn't know where we are, so he has gotten into the habit of yowling for us.  When we answer back, he stops and runs (or limps hurriedly) to where we are.  It's bittersweet to be needed like that.