My cat Kitty Girl has a strange love for books (and my dirty clothes). She insists on rubbing her face on any book I’m reading–the older the book the better–glanding all over it. Sometimes when left to her own devices, she will rub herself all over the books frantically, as though making love to them. She’s very odd. I keep a little stool behind my desk chair so that she can hang out with me when I’m working at my desk (she prefers my lap, but it can get hard to type), and have lately taken to storing books I’m working on there. She indulged in a little make-out session with them.