I have been on a home safari to catch cat’s napping. Of course, that’s not hard to do unless you have a camera. Then all bets are off. But after several weeks in which not one cat was injured because of ungodly sleeping positions, I have come up with a series of shots (camera, of course), that are guaranteed to calm YOU after a hard day of work, bosses, kids, spouses, grouses, etc.
So here they are. Our two indoor/outdoor cats. The one with the dark tabby spots splattered over a white background is Dickens, the long and lanky hellion. The other is Mini-Nip (long story), who is also male, and came from the same DNA pool as Dickens — maybe 3rd cousin once removed or something. Mini is the more robust cat who sports the dark tabby saddle on a white field. His idea of hell is having his pillow taken away or removed from its normal position. He wants nothing more than calm . . . quiet . . . sooooothing calm. Shhhh. So. Enjoy
At any given moment Dickens can keep an eye on the cold, wintry wild and stay warm, too. Problem is, a heavy coating of Cat Calm flows over him from out of the heat vents. (Oh, if only they could bottle that calm for humans). It’s a diabolical plot, but he doesn’t fight it. He knows that discretion is not only the better part of valor, it’s the better part of melting into the sofa. Maybe even the wall.
It’s hard to tell which end of the above picture is up. I think I’ve got it straight.
Mini-Nip has made it to the food dish and eaten it all up. He has no energy to get any further. Also, one of the heat pipes runs under the floor where he lies. Also, one of the heat vents is blowing on his rear. Life doesn’t get any better than this. Especially if someone would fill up the food dish by the time his nap is over.
Besides his pillow, Mini-Nip loves to lie close to his source of sustenance.
Okay. Who made a noise and woke me up? Heads will roll. Go get ’em Dickens.
Sayonara. Nighty-night. Get the camera outa our face. And don’t damage our calm anymore. Think peace. Tranquility. Cats. Napping.