Slumber
Sometimes, I sleep belly up, outstretched, reaching for the world.
I enjoy passing out to the nice feel of belly scratches, and I've been known to fall asleep while purring.
Cuddling is my forte, and I love to wrap myself around the closest warm object, which at MIT is frequently a laptop.
I enjoy passing out to the nice feel of belly scratches, and I've been known to fall asleep while purring.
Cuddling is my forte, and I love to wrap myself around the closest warm object, which at MIT is frequently a laptop.
Other times, I sleep to my side. And make slow wags of my tail.
Contrary to what you might think, tail-wagging is not a dog-centric trait. If anything, dogs do it all wrong, and cats have just perfected the art. When a dog wags its tail, it clumsily shakes about, whereas cats gracefully dance.
Testimony to my gracefulness if the fact that I've never fallen off an XLong twin, even when I've shared it with TWO people. Disclaimer: I admit to sometimes hogging the bed...
Contrary to what you might think, tail-wagging is not a dog-centric trait. If anything, dogs do it all wrong, and cats have just perfected the art. When a dog wags its tail, it clumsily shakes about, whereas cats gracefully dance.
Testimony to my gracefulness if the fact that I've never fallen off an XLong twin, even when I've shared it with TWO people. Disclaimer: I admit to sometimes hogging the bed...
