Helping!

Kittenpants has started to assist me with my physical therapy. Almost all of it is things that can be done lying down, because I know myself, I still don't trust my hip, and requested horizontal stuff for my program. (In the last two appointments, we've added a supported tiptoes exercise, a supported lunge, and some Shit You're Slouching shoulder exercises as well.)

So when I have woken up enough to start my day, and throw the covers aside and begin rearranging myself in interesting new ways, Yellface comes to investigate. And stands on top of me. And purrs.

She's offended by the clamshell exercise, because that means her standing surface is substantially disrupted.