Napping

Today was rather uneventful. I woke up, ate, napped. Played with a toy for a little bit, chased my tail for awhile, then napped. I run up and down the stairs a few times, explored that upstairs bedroom (thought I heard a noise), then jumped onto the bed for a nap. I looked out the window for a moment and saw this white stuff all over the place. Snow. Cold and wet snow. Then I napped. After that I played with the mail that came through the mail slot, then pranced around the kitchen counters for a little while. Then I napped. I looked at the Christmas tree, jumped up and played with the little 'cat toys' hanging on the branches, then I napped.

Do you see a pattern here?

Humans should take naps. Hey, it would be good for the earth. If you are napping, then you are not driving your vehicle. Saving gasoline. No pollution. If you napped more, maybe you humans wouldn't argue and fight so much. No more wars. You would be too busy napping. I think you humans could learn a lot from a cat.

Napping is good for the soul.