THE JOY OF NAPPING? WHY, IT'S RIGHT THERE IN CHARMING BLACK AND WHITE

For this edition of Let Sleeping Dogs Lie & Napping Cats Nap we focus on my young friend Stevie Ray Treeboy.
At the foot of our bed is a cat bed. 
Stevie Ray, formerly about the size of a baseball park hot dog, is a still-growing fellow who can fill that cat bed quite snugly.
He's a front-yard foundling who grew to substantial felinehood from a hand-sized kitten yowling in a mimosa tree one morning in Dallas. No other cats were around. No other animals of any kind. Not even a squirrel. The yowling may have sent them all scattering.
I plucked him out of the tee as if he were a ripe peach hanging shoulder high to me. He did not struggle to be set free so since that very morning I am almost certain I've heard him telling the other cats and dogs how he trapped me and got free room and board for his efforts.
Yes, he moved into our house and became an associate office cat. Why? Because he became the bunkmate and student of the elegant gray wander-up Tabster, my office cat William Powell.
How successful is Stevie Ray? He frequently takes over my office chair and glares at me when I need it back.
And, once he's out of the chair, he steps across my desk, tap dances on the computer keyboard, then flops down on the bookcase window observation platform I created for the feline visitors to the office.
At the other end of the house, you may find Stevie Ray positioning himself on the daybed my productivespouse Martha keeps in her very busy office.
Sometimes Stevie Ray flops on his back, then pulls his four paws up into "Positions of Tranquility" and nods off.
How much does it cost to acquire a cat like this one? Do you pay by the pound?
Is there an installment plan? Nobody had to install this cat. Free cats generally turn out to be self-installing.
Probably, you can walk through any animal shelter and find a cat who resembles Stevie Ray. You may also find cats whose loving attitudes resemble that of Stevie Ray.
He is, one must note, a loving product of his surroundings. He's more than happy to hang out with the humans, doesn't resent being with dogs and embraces the idea of rescued cats as intellectually adequate companions in a world of free-roamers. He also likes to be cuddled. That's me cuddling him as he controls the camera with his mind.
He learned that from William, who is thinking of opening William Powell's Starlight Office Cat Academy.  (That's pink-nosed William wearing his solemn writer's face.)
So, do I enjoy letting this Napping Cat Nap? Of course. As a bona fide insomniac, I study Stevie Ray's personality, his moves and his tendencies. I'm hoping to discover the Napping Cats Secret of Slumber so I can sell it to the world's insomniacs. It might bring peace to the world and millions of homes where insomnia is a point of envy and the ability to sleep just ticks off the envious, wide-awake human. Perhaps this cat will lead the way. As you can see, he's been studying Stategies of Leadership at the Rednosed Reindeer Academy.
[DEAR READERS: Send photos of your slumbering household dogs and cats and other critters to [email protected]. We'll put a spotlight on 'em at readlarrypowell.com and see if Hollywood beckons. Or, as in the case of Stevie Ray, if a political party seeks out a healthy, young fellow who can charm entire political parties during times of arguments and declarations of genius.]