My sister’s cat Streaks is 21 years old. She is not so kittenish, but she still has her moments and is a loving cat. She sat still for me setting up a new Vista Home Premium PC in the room where she usually spends most of her time undisturbed. Now her human has found more games to play. Wait until the broadband is installed, Squeaks.
[update 2007-09-11 Uh, the cat’s name is Streaks, not Squeaks. I must have Smalltalk on the brain.]