Aren't you thankful he insisted on those naps?
Naps were a way of life with Jones, Emma. He was easy to be around.
I can see that you were friends.How nice !!!!!
It was nice, Margie. Jones was a barncat who had hunting rights on our property and always expressed an interest in my well-being.
Sometimes our pets teach us what is important. :-)
True, Elizabeth. Jones never tried to analyze our friendship so neither did I. Probably a good lesson in coexistence.
Purring is a nice lullaby.Nice picture, Geo.
Thanks Arleen. 2 days ago a big black cat I'd never met climbed onto my lap and talked a while before falling asleep. I looked up toward the barn and the sky and said,"Jones, is it you?" I have no opinion on reincarnation --except cats are more likely to do it.
Comfortable with each other. :)Our puppies at home do the same. They make my lap their pillow.
When a creature only weighs a few pounds it seems like anyplace would be comfortable, so I think they seek laps out of trust and affection.
Reincarnation MUST be the answer when it it true that cats have nine lives. It is a lovely photo of you both! (Marmelade cats are so very distinguished. And make a phantastic contrast to your black hair).
Ah, that was 15 years ago. I wear my hair whiter and further back now.
That's why a contrasting black cat appeared :-)
Loved this piece Geo. And just for the record, I consider a day without a short nap a wasted day :)
Thanks Rick. Napping is one of the few sanitary habits we boys learn from cats, I'm grateful to them.
A nice moment frozenof partners well chosen.A lovely moment to snapfriends anticipating a nap.
Delightful pair of couplets! Thanks Tom.
What a delightful experience....a cat taking a nap upon one's lap. Definitely a fine time to just drift off.
Indeed, Jones could make me feel I was serving some purpose just by sitting. I miss him.
Gorgeous snap! I had many a ginger-cat-nap kip over the years, too!
Hi Geo. Thanks for leaving a comment on my blog and following.Jones the cat was a lucky cat.He used your laps as a sleeping mat. I bet he purred to let you know how thankful he was to live it slow.JB