He had been typing, but erased most of what he had written when he saw me coming and knew he didn't have time to finish. All I have to go on is "QC". Maybe he was IMing his friend "Quick Cat".
Currently he is sitting in another warm spot. Mia is here and wrapped in a furry blanket to ward off the early morning coastal fog dampness and reading Harry Potter. The kitty is on her lap. If she stops petting his head, he gives a little head butt to remind her to keep it up. When you're a Devon Rex and have minimal fur you need to be proficient at finding warm places.