It’s Sunday morning, Human Mommy.
Sleep in as long as you like…
…or until we require your services.
Whichever comes first.
No, you may not flip through this binder, Human Mommy.
Please hit the snooze button again, Human Mommy, for 5 minutes or 15 minutes or 1 hour or…
…however long it takes to reach the weekend.
It’s not an everyday occurrence, but every so often, you should help your Humans catch some zzz’s by serving as a pillow.
Trust me. A well-rested Human is much more likely than a sleep-deprived Human to use his opposable thumbs to your benefit by popping open a can or two or three of tuna.
Successful synchronized napping requires skill, dedication and time.
Come back in an hour or so and we may have changed position again.
–Quicksilver and Luna
It’s never the wrong time for a nap.
Your laptop bag?
You don’t mean my cushion, do you, Human Mommy?
No, I won’t give it back.
Speaking of laptops, can you cool it with the typing?
The clickity-clackety sound of the keys is disrupting my nap.
I don’t like you, we have nothing in common, we look not at all alike…
Still… You were curled up on the bed when I arrived for my requisite daily 18-hour snooze.
It just seemed easier to cohabitate than to hiss you out of my space.
–Orzo, Guest Contributor
Dishtowels you say, Human Mommy?
Cat sheets, I say.
I’m right. You’re wrong.
Now go away.
It’s high time for my late afternoon nap.
Peekaboo, annoyingly bright morning sun. I see you.
Now I don’t and that’s much better.