Nap Time

Lizzie has chosen her napping spot – it’s my arm. 
 I was sitting at the table reading a book, minding my own business, when she decided to join me.  Down she plopped with her head on my fluffy bathrobe, all 16+ pounds of her and promptly went to sleep.  This was a bit unusual for Lizzie since she prefers to nap alone, so to speak.  I couldn’t move to rearrange her, of course, since such action is forbidden by the manual that came with her 4+ years ago, “Care & Feeding of A Cat Called Lizzie”.   The section on punishment for breaking the rules is almost longer than the manual, so I pay very close attention to what I do.  Lizzie napped, I read and my arm went to sleep until she moved on to something involving food.