Cats can sleep anywhere,
Any table, any chair.
Top of a piano, windowledge,
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!
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Cats can sleep anywhere,
Any table, any chair.
Top of a piano, windowledge,
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!
Great poem and so true! :D
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So true! The windowledge is Snow's favorite! :D
i have so many places for My Found Cat Hotel:love: to sleep and snuggle up together:love:
So I pray my new Found Cats will make Cat Piles:love::love:
That poem is Kimba personified! He sleeps on top of the wardrobe, in a spaghetti pot on the stove, in the cupboards, on top of the fridge, and his favorite place, on top of the shower door:confused:. The other two love the more conventional places; the sofa, bed, and their own cat beds. Kimba marches to the beat of his own drummer, I guess.