We had a Bisitor last night. He smelled interesting and I think I've met him before but I wasn't sure. He let me sniff him and climb him so I guess he was OK. He thinks I'm "cool looking". That's nicer than most mean bisitors who think I'm weird looking. Even Latte checked him out and sat in his lap. Latte does that to bisitors because it makes the LL mad. He looks her in the eyes, purrs, and settles in to people's laps that he doesn't even know at all. He just laughs at her. I just climbed him a bit and then snuggled with the LL. This bisitor was the LL's first boyfriend so she's known him for 13 years. They are old friends and he and the TM like to talk about computers. It was nice but I'm ready to have less bisitors around. Thank goodness its the weekend!