It Sunday afternoon and I am napping on the side of my building. It is pretty cool here in the shade. I can catch up on all my missed sleep from my running around the neighborhood the night before.
Wait a minute some has stopped his bicycle in front of my mansion. I lift my ears and then my eyes to figure out what is going on. Could they be here to give me some tasty tuna bits? Are they here to try to nab me and bring me off somewhere? I could hardly be bothered. I just wanna be here by myself.
I don’t really know. All I know is it is a bit hot outside and I have the whole afternoon to do nothing but just sit in the shade. I hear the world go by around me but I barely raise and ear as long as they just leave me alone and let me nap.
Perhaps in a little bit I might stretch my legs and take a stroll around my territory to make sure no one has tried to set up shop in my part of town. I just couldn’t stand that.
That is a thought for another day. I am content to just lie on my stomach and dream of tuna, catnip and little furry creatures to chase.
I am a cat, so let me sleep, and dream.