“Soft and sleepy kitty, just like the song says“ Gun Roswell

Sleepy kitty 1

The afternoon nap was upon, even if only half a day was gone. The soft kitty had tried to stay strong, alas the lure of the nap remained on, so the only option was simply to go along and take deserved nap in a short notice at that. This was the matter of fact.

Finding a good and warm spot was of the essence, and then curling up in a comfortable stance before falling into a light slumber, snoring like a god of thunder, leaving those around wonder, how easy it seemed for some to simply fall asleep, and into it so deep.

So, snoring away, the afternoon did not stay, and soon the evening was upon. Yes it really had been that long as the kitty found out, when finally stepping out, from the cozy comfortable place, it had fit oh so many hours in laid. Looking around there was nothing unusual to be found, still it was once again time for the inspection rounds, to see what there was to be found.

But all was fine in the house as no one had dared to disturb the kitty, not even the mouse. All of the knowing well, this was the normal rather than yell. The kitty napping hours on end was the way it’s time was spent. And then it was usually time for a snack, which in the house was never a lack of. And so, once again the soft kitty was rewarded and was never ever scolded.