SH: Are you going to move?
Please note that this is an old photo and I have graduated from instant coffee to snob coffee. The white stuff is splenda.
SH: Shirley wants to sit by you.
Me: She can sit here.
SH: There's not room.
Me: She can squeeze in.
SH: Why don't you turn the basket [where I keep bills, my calendar, my address book, etc] the other way so she can fit?
Me: It is not my job to rearrange my life to accommodate the cat.