This is what happens when I try to hand card wool for spinning.
It goes like this:
Rosie is sound asleep somewhere and I think, good time to spin a little without any "help" from the cat.
Her ears hear the thwack of the wool cards and she is awake and on it in an instant.
"Mine! Don't touch!"
"Mmmm...smells like sheep.
"I'll just pull it all under me, nice and cozy."
"See? No more wool.
You can go do something else now."
There is no point in moving her. She comes right back like a yoyo.