Cat, Interrupted

Today I was innocently sitting in our library, getting ready to watch No Reservations with Anthony Bourdain. When what to my wondering eyes should appear? My cat. My cat who apparently decided that sitting on the desk, and incidentally blocking my view of the TV, was the right thing to do.

Ah, even the guy on the television is trying to see over the cat. Maybe I shouldn't have the cat's glass of drinking water sitting there?

And Midnight is completely oblivious to the fact that he is interrupting my time with Anthony Bourdain. Bad kitty.