Hello, Old Friends and New and Welcome to
and my 3rd year of blogging in the Challenge.
I love cats. I can't remember a time when there weren't cats in my life. Sometimes one or two, most times lots more. My husband, Gary, and I seem to be magnets for strays. Consequently, I have many photographs of cats and kittens that resided outside our houses and of those who, by the luck of the draw or paw, made it into the inner sanctum of feline luxury, our home. I have also written poems and stories about cats that I will share for the next 20 days with you. I am also looking forward to visiting your blogs to see what interests you.
H is for Heads Down, and in some cases, Gone...Many cats, while drifting off to sleep, end up with their noses planted in the covers or rug. We call that Heads Down. They often snore in that position, which adds to the fun. Some other cats seem to lose their heads over the mention of kitty naps.
|Buffy was a cuddle cat and loved to put her head under somebody (Jasmine)-|
|Guess Trouble went over his 2 beer limit.|
|Gracie always sleeps with her head turned and propped at the weirdest angles.|
|Never fails to make us laugh.|
|Trouble has very long legs and there is always something sticking out of his circle. It really looks like his back leg is coming out of the top of his head.|
|The gray is JJ, real name Jumpin' Jack, who loved to sleep with Margaret.|
|Gracie needed some sun block.|
|Last but not least, Margaret , who was our best Head Down sleeper.|