Posted by on Feb 16, 2018 | 13 comments

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Sometimes a kitty just has to clock out and hope for the best.

In winter, I don’t think there is a soul who wouldn’t trade the icy winds and sleety rain (whatever that is) for a nice soft couch where one can snooze off to Creamland and pack up all one’s cares and woes.

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It’s just hard finding the right position from which to slip into slumber, right?

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There’s the stretchy full-out lie down, and then there’s the twist-neck, praying paws tail twister.

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Okay, okay, just be patient with me, I’m really trying to find the place to zzzzz off!  This is not a slam dunk, you know.

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FOUND IT!.  This is my anyone-who-might-be-passing-by-will-be-totally-unable-to-NOT-rub-my-tummy pose.

Yep, I think this will work.

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See, I told you so…papa is right on the verge!