I hear a lot of "geez, Emily, it takes you so long to get ready in the morning...what's the deal?"
Answer: I have two cats, a 12.5lb little girl named Polly who likes to lay in my lap and howl in my face...and a 17.2 lb (mostly muscle, said the vet Monday afternoon) who likes to do this:
Yeah, that's my mousin' arm. And then he gets comfortable:
I took more, but you get the point. It's hard to disturb that. Not that I spoil my kitties or anything...