The Tyranny of the Sleeping Cat

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to explain to friends, “I have a cat on me,” and therefore cannot get up to answer the phone, or grab a book to read them something, etc.

Recently I pulled out the heating pad and now it’s Finney’s new favorite sleeping spot.  It’s not on and warm or anything, he just loves to sleep on it and I don’t have the heart to put it away.

He also loves the keyboard of my older laptop.  It must be warmer or something. I’m worried he will snap off a key, but once again, I don’t have the heart to close it up once he’s settled himself there.  I mean, look at him.  I’m giving you two shots just so you appreciate the full impossibility of cat movage.

Grown men and women are defenseless against the sleeping cat.

Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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2 thoughts on “The Tyranny of the Sleeping Cat

  1. Awww. He has you well-trained. 🙂

    but I wouldn’t move him either. My Yorkie (who is the size of two standard Yorkies combined) lays on me sometimes and I don’t have the heart to move him either.

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