Not at all!
Sometimes it also helps having five cats that have amazing supercat healing powers. Echo, the eldest female cat and sister of Rambo, the naughty chocolatey orange cat, is one of my most favourite purr machines. Not that I have favourites of course... No way. (Oh no, now they could find out I said that and purr me to death in the middle of the night....)
Anyway, I find it strange but really cool that they can purr for only a moment on your lap, but you start feeling better almost immediately. It's a wonderful gift.
Here's Echo on my lap!
Woah, I just came back and I see a blank page where this post was, and my cat (Kisik, or Lurkeeo) lying (seemingly) innocently beside my laptop. I, of course, wail in despair until I realise that it is actually about 453 spaces in the document...I didn't count, these are approximate figures. Hah.
Well, I just want to update about my cats, because some of them are currently intent on destroying my mum's expensive camera (Yes, I am talking to you, Kisik!)
Also, I might sound crazy, referring to my cats as if they can understand me, but you never know. Maybe they secretly plan on taking over my house and occupying all of the computers and sofas so they could read my posts - oh, I think I'm really gone cuckoo now. Never mind. My five cats are the remedy...if they aren't the cause!