[ Loiosh, an orange tabby, is curled up, fast asleep, on a grey blanket on the plywood floor of my room. ]
They nap a lot in winter. Many mammals do, especially carnivores like cats and omnivores like skunks & humans.
… except we don’t get to do that as much as our bodies are wired to, because we live in the future & instead of flying cars we have capitalism.
ANYWAY yeah, the boys have been pretty spectacularly asleep a lot of the time. & I think they get tired of the same old spots, like Loiosh up there on that grey blanket.
[ A much closer look. Loiosh has his head resting on one of his forepaws, which is, in turn, resting on his tail. Two tiny nose freckles are visible. ]
Tom decided to sleep on something more ambitious: my breakfast shakes.
[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby, is curled up on my bed, four boxes of Carnation Breakfast drink sticking out from underneath him in various directions. One forepaw is resting proprietarily on one of the boxes. ]
I guess that’s? Comfortable??
[ Tom again, seen from beside instead of above. His ears are just slightly tilted out to the side. ]
Cats. I do not even know.
[ More of Tom’s handsome face is visible from this angle. The box he’s leaning on is bright yellow. He is smiling, just slightly, in his sleep. ]
… as long as he’s happy.
