Yes, the French press worked hard today, and we all enjoyed it. It is a very forgiving method of making coffee, and one I find endlessly reliable, a boon in my current environment.
Well, re the cats, I think they are happy when anyone pays them any heed; words, caresses, and food are all equally welcome (though food is most welcome). Actually, they invariably approach when I (or any of us) sit at the small shaded coffee tables outside my room, and have been known to leap, lightly, onto a lap, pause for a stroke behind the ears or under the chin, and from there launch with an effortless, lithe, disturbingly fluid grace onto the table itself, where they proceed to prowl and inspect anything resembling food.
Congrats on the tweet; great tweet and I'm delighted you received a response and such an impressively widely circulated re-tweet.
Cats are the same everywhere in the world aren't they? Puma does essentially the same thing. Except he doesn't wait for me to finish with my meal. He wants to eat it at the same time, or before, if he can, as me. He thinks he wants my coffee or espresso, but I know if he tasted it, he may change his little mind.