Notes on napping

I think I should give my fellow cats some tips on napping.
Most cats instinctively know how to nap; but with a little thought and pre-planning you can move your napping experience from good to great.

First of all, consider your background. You want to look good while you nap. The people are less likely to try to move you when you are picturesque.
I occasionally take a nap on top of the oak roll top desk for instance.
It is out of the way, and my fur blends well with the oak tones and the texture of the desk top as well.

See what I mean?

Artlessly allow a bit of yourself to hang over the edge of the napping area. Spread out.
Own the napping area.

Once your body has found its niche, lay your head down on top of your mitts.

(I'm in Texas; we don't have Super Tuesday voting here today, but if I did vote, I'd vote for Mitt. He sounds like a good cat....try saying his name outloud. Mitt Romney...any cat can easily pronounce that. The other people have names that just aren't cat friendly.)

A glass paper weight is a great design element. Doesn't it look as though it has captured my dreams?

Now my little buddy Hart doesn't understand this nap setting decision making process at all.
He tends to just leap up to the top deck of the inside cat tree and zonk he is out cold.

He is a grey tuxedo cat you see; he thinks he is classy just because he is always in a tux. Right now he is also pretty proud of having a Valentine pink nose.

You see, the most important thing about taking a nap is being comfortable.
In this picture Hart is comfortable, but I am not.

Now this is better for me.

I can snooze, and also occasionally look outside and enjoy the view.

There is a lot more space in this area if I spread out on the diagonal.
I wrapped Hart's tail around my back knees to keep them warm as well.
This is a perfect position for a long afternoon nap.
I am now one very contented cat.

(Hart: How does this keep happening to me????)

January was National Tea Drinking Month

They finally got around to putting in some new color in the garden. Mulched it too. I am having to re-sniff everything. It is a lot of work sniffing and rubbing around the yard.

The visiting red headed lady brought me this thing.
She said I looked like I could use a cup of tea.

Tea....hmmm.....

I don't get it. But it was nice of her to offer anyway.

Meme

Spooky has apparently gotten herself into a game called a Meme, which she said is a "tag" but I'm not seeing where the chasing part happens.

I'm supposed to share some unimportant things about myself. I think she and the other cats who played need to *never again* speak of something related to themselves as unimportant.

EVERYTHING about any cat is important. Especially if you are orange. Whistle sent the meme "tag" to Spooky, and Whistle is orange like me, so naturally I was a little surprised.

But since I hold a soft spot in my heart for Spooky and her baby blues, here's the rules to this game and my list:

Rules:
Link to the animal that tagged you
Post the rules on your blog
Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself
Tag six animals and at the end of your post, link to their blogs
Let each person animal know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog

My list:
1. I had a brother named Brownie. We grew up together at Paul's house, with 20 other cats. I just heard recently that Brownie went to heaven. Don't know any details, but I think it is a shame.

2. I have one black whisker which Blondie calls my "wish" whisker. She is tends to be a bit over the top. I've never had to wish for anything, so I'm not going to say she is wrong though.

3. I can snag stuff with either paw. Sometimes I'm left pawed, other times right. Just depends on which is closer to what I am reaching for.

4. The fur on my belly is curly. In fact all my under coat fur is curly which makes my fur look ragged at time when the air is really dry. Big deal. Another reason to brush me frequently.

5. I caught a squirrel once. I let the bugger go. Catch and release is my motto. Why mess with squirrel when a tasty can of cat food can be had much easier?

6. I have a secret passion for possums. I can't help myself, I just start purring and acting all goofy like when I see one. It is embarrassing. I probably shouldn't bring it up, but Blondie already blogged about it so I might as well own up to it. It is just the way it is.

I tag Tobee and Rufus and Meowsie. Rufus and Meowsie can tell me in an email and I'll share it on my blog.

Hi, my name is Tiggie

What Tiggie Means

You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life. You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home. You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start. You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life. You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone. Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs. You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone. You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together. At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.

What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?

Yup, that's all true. Except the part about being flaky.

Full of light...my glow is from perfection

Notice my glow?
It encircles me where ever I go.

It isn't proper to worship me though.
You should only worship God.
But if you need to, you can talk to me, and I'll tell Him all about it.
God really enjoys hanging out with us cats.

We "get" perfection.
It comes naturally to us.
That is why God loves us cats.
And why He gave us the purr.

Let's talk.

I saw that picture you posted of me with hair.
It wasn't funny.
Yes you.
You know who you are.

If you expect to have a healthy relationship with me, you will need to respect my boundaries.

Sigh.
I thought I could trust you.
I can hardly look you in the face now.

When will you ever learn?
I am perfect.
No improvements are needed...
I am part of the God's chosen Cat Kingdom.

I have chosen you to serve me.
Not the other way around.

Happy New Year.

I thought I'd let the other cats out there read my forehead to celebrate the start of a new year.

That is where God wrote the secret symbol of my name and my title.

It is written in Catish, the ancient cat language.

Most cats can read and speak Catish.

A few show off cats read and speak Catanese. Usually Siamese cats.

It is more of an accent thing than anything, like a regional dialect, you know what I mean?

(Spooky probably knows a little Catanese because her eyes are blue. You'd have to ask her. I don't know for sure.)







I heard there was a people singer who tried to use a symbol for his name. His name was "Prince", you know, a real dog name, but no one could figure out what to call him because really he just made up his symbol.

God gave me mine.

I have a "M" just above my eyes. "M" for meow, of course.
All good cats keep their "M" neat.
It is the Cat symbol that all cats wear.














Blondie keeps stroking my symbol name and looking at it like she is trying to read it.

That is not possible.

Only a cat knows how to read it.

It is the name we think about when we purr.