Hmm, yes quite cute but lazy. She sleeps an average of sixteen hours a day, (and I’m maniacally jealous over it) lying on the tops of all the couch cushions, so that they all have deep, u-shaped depressions in them–no longer rectangular or recognizable as cushions–all eight of them! Now it’s a slouch sofa, the bean-bag look.
Why do I think that she’s the cat’s pajamas when shes wake me up hours before the alarm rings?
And, you know, she very rarely plays with the numerous toys that are scattered throughout the house (that’s because she’s “napping”)–so why do I think she’s the cat’s meow?
“In a cat’s eye, all things belong to cats.” – English proverb
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