In case you’re wondering where Peanut is, look for the lump in the middle of my bedspread. That lump was hibernating. That’s what Peanut does when it gets cold outside. Or hot outside. Or anywhere in between outside. Basically, she loves to be undercover.

I said this about my previous cat Lucy, but I really think that in a 24-hour day, Peanut gets about 23 hours and 45 minutes of good napping in, with margin in her schedule for a good snack or two and possibly a zoomie (if she feels like it).

Right now, she’s zonked out on the back of a chair and inspiring me to do the same very shortly. I don’t know where they came up with the term cat nap, but I think whoever decided that was a good term for a short rest never met an actual cat. Cats take whatever is the opposite of cat naps. They might have cat wakings, brief annoying moments of consciousness in between naps.

I suppose being 8 years old is tiring enough for any feline, but to be cute and cuddly on top of that is too much. It must be exhausting. Hence all the napping and hiding underneath covers. It’s a tough life, but somebody’s gotta do it, right?