Where the Cats Sleep

Have you ever fallen asleep with your face pressed into somebody’s sneaker? Or into the middle of a bowl of food? Us humans, we’re suck sticks in the mud when in comes to that! It takes a cat to master the art of sleep. We’ll never match them.

As I write this, Robbie is coiled on the back of the sofa, haven’t heard a peep out of her all day. I do wish I could sleep like that!

About leeduigon

I have lived in Metuchen, NJ, all my life. I have been married to my wife Patricia since 1977. I am a former newspaper editor and reporter. I was also the owner-operator of my own small business for several years. I wrote various novels and short stories published during 1980s and 1990s. I am a long-time student of judo and Japanese swordsmanship (kenjutsu). I also play chess, basketball, and military and sports simulations. View all posts by leeduigon

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