Let me help you

And so said Lucyanydots, while perched on hubby’s shoulder last night as he played Bio-shock.

And without another word, she propelled herself onto his desk and promptly planted her butt down in front of his monitor so she could point out his mistakes and assist him in winning the game.

After watching closely for a while, she was quite eager to share what she had learnt and steered him in the right direction.

See? That’s where you have to shoot. *sigh* Must I do everything myself? And so, with her tail up in the air, she elegantly walked across his keyboard taking his game back to the save/quit/restart screen and jumped across the printer to my desk.

Rubbing noses, she crept into my top and settled down for the night, her little motor purring.