(Sorry; some days, cat blogging just doesn't really work. Not my asphalt.)
Listen! That sound you hear is the shredding of the social contract. - Bill Moyers
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Sunrise, Sunset... Sunrise, Sunset...
Swiftly flow the cats, ...
One doesn't try to help another, showing the household's full of brats.
(Sorry; some days, cat blogging just doesn't really work. Not my asphalt.)
(Sorry; some days, cat blogging just doesn't really work. Not my asphalt.)
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The classic circle of sleep for cinnamon Sam.
ReplyDeleteI have envied cats ability to do that, especially in some of the small apartments, and military barracks in which I have lived. It would be so nice note to take up all that space with a regular bed.
[The rhyme is there... if not necessarily the reason.]
I was thinkking too that it is the classic repose pose!
ReplyDeleteGentlemen, I realize Samantha doesn't owe me anything, but so often, for so many years, she has provided one charming photo op after another that I can't help being disappointed when she doesn't. This is a rare location for her, on her old "Linus blanket" in a chair in the bedroom. For a while, it was a regular napping place. Now, I think her appearance there is evidence of boredom... hers? mine? you decide! :-)
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