I recently had a friend stay with me. She was moving out of Anchorage and after her house sold needed a place for a few weeks. I’m not a cat person but I let her bring her three cats into my shack. The old cat tolerated me but the two others loved men and thought my lap was the prefect spot. Russell the tabby took a special liking for me. He thought he was king shit and would lay in my lap until every now and then would turn and bite me. Russell learned to fly after that especially when my friend wasn’t around. Even after the soaring lessons Russell would still return to the lap and want to fly again. Russell thinking he can change the television channel right before his next flying lesson.