CHANGE OF PACE

Sleepy cat, sleepy cat, soaks up the sun.
Tummy full, tummy full, breakfast is done.
One last long stretch and a twitch of an ear,
Contented deep sigh; there's nothing to fear.

Sound asleep, sound asleep-- somewhere in space.
Drifting and dreaming; warm, comfy place.
Soft, gentle breathing, -- but make no mistake--
One chirp from a bird and he's up, wide awake!

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Milton I'm not, but this was just for fun. I brought
the sheep rug on which Bailey is dreaming, from
North Wales a few years ago. It's not real sheepskin
and washes quite well. Note the silver, crushed velvet
bed to the left. Do you think this cat is spoiled?

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I'm getting some photo ATC's together. It's been a
long while since I posted any. To view them, click on
the side bar to the right at ChrisJ's Photo ATC's