One thing Kasey and I take very seriously is our naps. We are excellent nappers, and I must say, so is He. He can just turn himself off and nap, which I am guessing He learned from a cat at some time. She, on the other hand, is not a good napper. She has told me that sleeping in the day is for sick people and cats. He is not sick, and He has tried to make Her see the sense of at least one nap each day. He has shown Her stories that explain that taking a nap is good for you. Every so often, She falls asleep after lunch, working Her puzzle or reading a book. When She does that, She is annoyed, and says She is sorry She did that. I wonder what would convince Her. Of course there are others who say coffee-the-drink keeps you awake, and She does like Her c-the-d. But She sleeps fine at night, except to go to the loo. That's what some people call their litter-box. I will try to keep convincing Her, and so will He, and maybe you would, too, when you see Her.
Since She found Her perfect chair, and She had leftover lunch for Her dinner, we decided She should fix pizza for tonight. It is never too late to celebrate. TTFN
Sunday, May 20, 2012
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