Gibbs and Ziva sleep 16 hours a day. Two thirds of their lives are spent in the curled-up prone position. So says Wikipedia…
Cats conserve energy by sleeping more than most animals, especially as they grow older. The daily duration of sleep varies, usually 12–16 hours, with 13–14 being the average. Some cats can sleep as much as 20 hours in a 24-hour period. The term “cat nap” for a short rest refers to the cat’s tendency to fall asleep (lightly) for a brief period. While asleep, cats experience short periods of rapid eye movement sleep often accompanied by muscle twitches, which suggests that they are dreaming.
Harley cat, who lived to be 17 years old, was a 20 hour sleeper. I often told him he was sleeping his life away and he always gave me the look of, “I don’t care. Can’t you see I’m sleeping? Go away human and leave me alone!” Yes, THAT look. I tend to believe that Harley’s heaven is a continual sleep cycle, waking only to eat a few kibbles and get a chin scritch or two from an eternally resting crazy cat lady.
It’s funny how it never matters to the felines when human is sleeping on a weekend morning and the food dish has not been filled in a timely manner.
The timing of cats’ activity is quite flexible and varied, which means that house cats may be more active in the morning and evening (crepuscular behavior), as a response to greater human activity at these times.
Okay you two, “morning” is 7:00 a.m. on Saturday and Sunday. It’s 5:30 am, Monday through Friday, when I go to work. Please stop running across my head and playing on the bed when the human is sleeping. This includes your nocturnal hours that you may consider “evening”. Got that? Are we good?
*The silent feline ignoring behavior is defeaning*
You know guys, I’m a good mom to you. I never disturb you when your butts are sleeping. I go to work and leave you alone for nine hours. Then I go to yoga or the gym and leave you alone for another hour. When I’m home, the bed, couch, chair, cat bed, top of the kitchen cabinets, and basket are yours. All yours. You sleep without being disturbed. (Except for the times the vacuum runs and, really, that’s your own personal issue.) The human lets sleeping cats sleep. You both need to give the human a break on weekend mornings.
*Mr. Gibbs reacts*
Don’t roll your slanty eyes at me, young man, you will NOT starve if breakfast is 90 minutes later than what you determine. Act like your roommate and have some decorum.
Between the two creatures, Ziva is the one who I predict will sleep her life away. It’s that dang basket. Sleep comes too easy when curled up in a warm blanket, packed down in the basket just how she likes it, her own soft fur adding another layer of comfort. Ziva has one foot in her basket and she is purring at the speed of a locomotive. Two feet in, she’s snoring in a manner and sound that might require a box of Breathe Right strips.
Kneading is often a precursor to sleeping. Many cats purr while kneading.
And snore. Funny, there is no mention of cat snoring on Wikipedia.
With that, this post must come to a close. There are four cat eyes staring at me. It’s almost time for the next sleep cycle, when the human joins the eight legs in slumber. Gibbs and Ziva will settle in with their human…Ziva swaddled in her basket and Gibbs sprawling on the bed. Ziva will start the purr/snore fest and Gibbs will lay his head on the unused pillow.
I will find sleep. Those other two…they will sleep for awhile, play, sleep again, eat and poop, sleep again, stare at sleeping human, sleep again, plan to take over the world, and finally wake me up at 5:30 am for food.
*Let sleeping human sleep*
(PS: There is no Part 1 or Part 2. The title merely pays homage to this week’s photo challenge.)
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