Go ahead. Appreciate us all you can, but we need a nap. It's hard work being adorable all the time.
(Which is why he has been spending almost all day like this today!! "Mom")
Esme prefers to not even be seen.
Showing posts with label sleepy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sleepy. Show all posts
Friday, August 17, 2012
Sunday, February 27, 2011
How do you sleep?
Today one of my Plurk friends (hey, I am the social networking cat, right?) posted this link (which is not valid anymore, sorry, but you can imagine how wonderful cats look when sleeping)
Sleeping as an art form
I am not sure what the humans find so funny about that. They are probably jealous because they are not as flexible and elegant as us felines.
It inspired me to post a few pictures of my own. Enjoy.
Are you sleepy now? ;-)
Sleeping as an art form
I am not sure what the humans find so funny about that. They are probably jealous because they are not as flexible and elegant as us felines.
It inspired me to post a few pictures of my own. Enjoy.
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| Dude, the foreign exchange kitty, on the couch - he came from the USA to Germany and was the first cat in this house |
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| Gandalf hanging on to a little phone table, that was one of his favorite spots |
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| Mim hardly ever relaxed while sleeping - bad experiences in earlier years |
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| Esme when she was still almost a baby - with silly fuzzy hairties hanging over her ears |
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| Greebo: "Go away, I am trying to sleep!!" |
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| Meffi looks so much bigger rolled up into a ball |
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| Poor neglected me, I have to sleep in a carton I have grown out of! |
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| Merlin and Greebo - it's not the same without Merlin anymore |
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| My favorite picture. Merlin in one of the Spongebob slippers Mom got from a friend *lol* |
Are you sleepy now? ;-)
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Sleepy Sunday
When Mom calls me the most annoying cat on Earth the next time and says with a sigh that she wished she had only some of my energy, I'll show her this picture and remind her of sleepy Sundays.
I was on the bed for hours sleeping peacefully, Meffi lying not that far from me and we didn't even get into a fight. I didn't try to steal anything and I wasn't nagging.
Now I'm in my hammock (aka the blanket over Mom's knees), sleeping again, holding to her old "Chicken Run" t-shirt. Sometimes I don't understand her. You would never catch me in a worn, old t-shirt. I walk in style all the time. Black suit, I know what I owe my reputation. That is why I always look good, even in my sleep.
I was on the bed for hours sleeping peacefully, Meffi lying not that far from me and we didn't even get into a fight. I didn't try to steal anything and I wasn't nagging.
Now I'm in my hammock (aka the blanket over Mom's knees), sleeping again, holding to her old "Chicken Run" t-shirt. Sometimes I don't understand her. You would never catch me in a worn, old t-shirt. I walk in style all the time. Black suit, I know what I owe my reputation. That is why I always look good, even in my sleep.
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