The Mystery of Keyboard Cats

For thousands of years (OK, dozens), humans have wrestled with the question: Why do cats like to sleep on keyboards?

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Is it for the warmth? To get our attention? To just be generally inconvenient and annoying? Or all of these things?

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To keep keyboards cat-free, innovative minds have invented keyboard covers (left), and keyboard-shaped heaters for cats to use.

But sometimes, the simplest solution is often the best.

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9 thoughts on “The Mystery of Keyboard Cats

  1. Smartypants October 29, 2018 / 1:22 pm

    Hundreds of years, anyway – it’s documented that harpsichordists in the court of Louis the 16th were tormented by keyboard cats. (yes, I’m making that up).

    • allein ? October 29, 2018 / 1:50 pm

      Maybe you are, but I would totally believe it.

  2. MurrayC October 29, 2018 / 1:23 pm

    So, Mike, you’ve been collecting these images for how long? This is truly an essay on the mastery of cats to annoy but also to endear themselves to us. Hmmmm, maybe to a cat keyboards are tanning beds?

  3. Alice Shortcake October 29, 2018 / 2:04 pm

    The cat’s expression in the last photo…

  4. Wuyizidi October 29, 2018 / 2:17 pm

    Cat’s sense of entitlement is just breathtaking – “even when I’m unconscious/not paying attention to you, you need to pay attention to me!

  5. birdlady26 October 29, 2018 / 2:17 pm

    For the final reveal, I thought we were going to buy kitty their own laptop. Easier solution.

  6. Duckie ? October 29, 2018 / 3:36 pm

    If you laid ten keyboards end to end, would one cat manage to occupy them all?

    • Meleo1 October 29, 2018 / 7:06 pm

      Let’s just say he would certainly try. And if it were a Maine Coon, he’d come pretty durn close!

  7. ^oo^ October 30, 2018 / 2:19 am

    Terpsichore,
    It’s when the limp cats fall sleep on me,
    In their feline dreams,
    They find themselves,
    Their cat-alogues,
    Their fur-niture
    Their private files go dancing free,
    Their warmth, their dreams, the all and everything that they can ever be,
    When they simply lay their bodies over “any key”,
    Terpsichore…. terps-a-scihoreee.

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