Blues Cat. Cat in a cool mood.
I’ve been surrounded by cats since I shared a playpen with one and I couldn’t imagine my house without a cat or two. One of my favorite childhood poems:
Cats sleep anywhere, any table, any chair.
Top of piano, window-ledge, 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! Cats sleep anywhere.
― Eleanor Farjeon