Jasper is sitting behind my chair. I know this because he has the world's loudest purr. You can literally hear him all the way across the room, and when he's close up it sounds like a tiger at the zoo. I glanced down slightly to make sure that was him back there. But only slightly because if I move in my chair or even LOOK at him, he'll run away. He only sits by me very occasionally, and only when I'm completely occupied with something else. He has lived here for 10 years now and I have no idea what he thinks I'm going to do to him, but at least he comes round sometimes now. He spent the first two years he lived here hiding under a chair all the time.