I explained book accumulation points last year (almost two years ago, actually).
But I failed to explain one of the reasons why the stack of books has gotten so tall by my reading chair.
It’s because my current black cat Isis defends them.
I try to reach for the books, and she bites me.
Actually, she bites me for so many reasons. Such as doing the laundry (she is no longer satisfied with The Arena of Isis; now, she insists upon jumping on the bed whilst I’m folding laundry and batting and trying to bite me).
I don’t know what it is. The black cats are all so sweet and friendly until they come to me, and then they become mean.
Actually, she does not defend the side table that much. I was just trying to use it as an excuse to justify my own habit of laying aside books to finish later, when later might be years.
Isis actually prefers to jump on my lap when I am reading and inspect books by rubbing her cheek against them. Clearly, she favors heavy hardback books which scratch her better than Executioner paperbacks or saddle-stitched self-published works. But she prefers those to nothing at all.
And then she hops off and runs away, only to return minutes later to hop up and inspect the book again.
Sometimes, though, she will settle into my lap for a long-Isis-time of a couple minutes. But I am not to pet her. Otherwise, she will bite me. Ibit.