So, I walked into the living room and spotted my young friend Stevie Ray on a comforter in the cat-comfy “twist ’n’ purr” position.
And that’s our introductory photograph to this weekend’s edition of Let Sleeping Dogs Lie & Napping Cats Nap. We’re tempted to add “Let snow fall briefly and move on.”
Back to Stevie Ray: When I walked in, I asked him, “Getting ready for the blizzard?”
“What’s a blizzard?” he asked. “Does it taste like a lizard?”
This from a cat who has never seen snow or a lizard unless he’s been watching PBS nature documentaries.
His outdoor skills were thwarted by an early rescue — I plucked the weeks old kitten screaming from a lower limb on a towering mimosa tree in our front yard. He was trying to pretend that cats grow on trees. In the ensuing months, Stevie Ray became our apprentice office cat.
He has been studying under the notable feline William Powell.
In this photo, William demonstrates how a senior office cat should await a blizzard. “It’s a matter of positioning,” he told me. “I have, as you will note, stretched out on the cheap blanket that covers this second-hand too-short-for-human-usage bookcase that you gave me and described as a ‘superior feline observation station’.
“I have adapted,” he added with a raised set of whiskers. “What I am doing is assuming a comfortable position, letting my eyelids close and pretending to ignore whatever is happening outside that window.
“Trust me, I’ll be up like lighting the moment a snowflake lands in the yard — in Texas, snow arrives with more racket than a Cedar Waxwing doing a touch-n-go landing while trying to score a wormy snack.”
William (pink nose with spring gray) is a bit of a philosopher cat. You don’t earn the “office cat” designation without being a philosopher. He has a sign over his workstation that is said to be a quote from a famous coach. It reads, “Make today your masterpiece.” William always points a paw at the needlepointed quote and mutters, “Got that from his cat.”
You may wonder about the dogs on Porche Noel’s Hippie Rug of Meditation. In anticipation of a blizzard squelching plans to exercise in our Tranquil Garden of Pure Thought and Mind-Cleansing, Porche invited her friends to participate in her Yoga for Casual Dogs class in the office. As she stretches out her short legs, Wendy extends her giraffian front legs. Dudley the Angel announced, “I’m going to flop on the sidelines and catch some shut-eye.” He succeeded,
[WHETHER THE WEATHER IS WARM, COLD, DRY OR SNOWY, send photos of your slumbering animals to [email protected] and we’ll spotlight them in our internationally-read weekend feature Let Sleeping Dogs Lie & Napping Cats Nap. You’ll be inspiring people to adopt otherwise unwanted animals. You’ll also be suggesting to insomniacs that they can conquer their demons by learning how to move their minds to the sidelines and collapse into a big hairy vision of cuteness.]
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