Our focus this searing weekend in June is "Advice From Cats."
They are known for their warmth but
they are, indeed, cool.
If you've been following the news, "cool" would be a good thing to have around.
Turn your attention from political matters and the eyeball-shrinking summer heat. Think about napping. Get your pillow out of the refrigerator, turn the lights off and cuddle the pillow while watching a cool movie as the AC fights off summertime.
Wait. Better save that for immediately after after you finish reading this edition of our long-running weekend feature Let Sleeping Dogs Lie & Napping Cats Nap.
What are you doing, by the way, to keep your cats and dogs "cool"? Though, of course, most cats will confide that they don't really think dogs can be as cool as cats.
"A cat's cool comes with the feline DNA," my personal dog Porche Noel told me, then she alleged, "My DNA, for example, is pure and without personality inflextations." [LARRY SIDE: She smiled when she said that, so I think she was just kidding me about the word "inflextations." It's not real. Dogs will kid you.]
What you see here for this weekend are photos from the household of Cats, Dogs, harpistfunspouse Martha and her cranky husband who can tune a guitar but that's about it. Why would the husband be cranky? It's either the heat or this confession: The scientist that created my experimental DNA in a Martian lab failed to remove the cranky gene from the finished Earthlings DNA. It ran in the family.
Odd human thoughts aside, this edition features the phrequently photographed -- frequently fotogaphed? -- but rarely exhibited Esme.
One name only. Martha named her in honor of a star of the 1978 motion picture comedy Foul Play. The lead couple was portrayed by Chevy Chase and Goldie Hawn, but the key character role of Esme the snake was portrayed by Shirley Python. You can look it up via IMDB (International Movie Database).
Back to the photos of the napping cat.
That first photo is Esme on a big thick dogbed that is, now and then occupied by a large fellow named Dudley the Angel. I caught her napping on it Friday morning -- it's in the path of a fan that blows a cool breeze down the well-air-conditioned hallway into the bedroom.
When she saw me snapping her slumberphoto, she got up and quickly moved about 5 feet to her left to a point right behind Martha's recumbent bicycle, Pedal Pusher.
As you can see via my poor photography Esme is a Torbie, i.e., a Tortie and a Tabby combo.
My office cat, William, is a Tabby. Esme is a front porch feral kitten we kept in 2012.
They may be kin. But don't jump to conclusions. Cousins? Maybe.
While Esme showed up in a front-porch feral litter at our house in 2012, William, then only a
few months old, didn't wander up to watch me paint the house until 2018. We know for a fact that Esme's never had kittens. We only know that William didn't father any kittens after a quick visit to his new vet while the paint was still drying on the house in 2018.
You see, though, that as Esme likes to crash on a big, thick dog bed in the bedroom, William likes to flop on the other big, thick dog bed near the TV in the living room.
Two cool cats with tendencies to catnap. Wait. It's more than a tendency. It's a gift. They have a talent for catnapping. The humans have a word for this: "envy."
This penultimate photo is one i snapped of Esme and William sauntering through the kitchen toward Martha's office.
William runs the famed International Cool School For Office Cats in his spare time. It keeps him in
cat treats.
This is William Powell at work in my office -- at
the other end of the house from Martha's office.
William isn't just cool -- he's Office Cat Cool.
[DEAR READERS: Send us photos of your slumbering critters and the stories of why you love them. That email address is [email protected]. If readlarrypowell.com wins Lotto Texas on Saturday, we'll pay you $25 for the photos and info. If there is no winning ticket, you won't get diddly. But failure to win will keep me awake nights (I'll already be up with insomnia anyway) trying to figure out why I can't pick lucky numbers in my home state. Insomnia has many irritants.]