Little pups and kittens, and children too I suppose, just can’t stand the notion of going to sleep. There’s too much to see and do.
It’s not unusual to find evidence they’ve fought sleep ’till the bitter end. Like this little kitty.
Play, play, play…play some more, one eye open, yawn, yawn some more, both eyes closed, one eye open…the yarn is so soft.
Hmmmmmm….both eyes closed.
It happens to me too. I fall asleep on the floor occasionally, beside my dog Rosie, after I’ve thrown The Rat, or Mr. Sheepy, or The Singing Cow for her to chase. She sleepily retrieves it one last time, lays on the carpet and looks at me. I lay down too and pat her ‘ol head and rub her thick, soft coat.
Next thing I know (or more accurately, don’t know) we’re both sound asleep on the floor — the toy just beside us.
It’s some of the best sleep I’ve had that kind of sleep.








