I love watching our cat Gracie sleep, she had a tough start to life, as a stray was kicked which meant an operation was needed to repair her diaphragm. Then a couple of years ago she needed another major operation to remove a huge tumour, yet despite all she has been through she remains the most loving, contented cat. Cats often get a bad rap, mostly due to their human owners being negligent, I think it is such a pity because there is so much they can teach us. If like them we could let go of the past, stop worrying about the future and just enjoy the present then we too would all sleep soundly.
A poem by Eleanor Farjeon (1881-1965) really sums up cat naps.
Cats sleep anywhere, any table, any chair.
Top of piano, window ledge, in the middle, on the edge.
Open drawer, empty shoe, anybody’s lap will do.
Fitted in a cardboard box, in the cupboard with your frocks.
Anywhere! They don’t care!
Cats sleep anywhere.
