Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Carl Sandburg once said

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
 And see?  Mr. Sandburg knew what he was talking about:

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Here I am, peacefully catching up on my sleep. Life is good again!

14 comments:

Jacqueline said...

Happy dreams, handsome boy, we love you....kisses...Calle, Halle, Sukki

Kea said...

We love your outstretched-paws sleeping pose! Sweet dreams!

Brian said...

You sure do have your napping spot covered purrfectly!

William said...

Coolness!

Sparkle the Designer Cat said...

Whoa! YOU did that fog? I am impressed!

Furkidsmom said...

You control the weather? That's pawsome!

Sniffie and the Florida Furkids

Admiral Hestorb said...

Oooh, Spitty. Of course you can come and nap with me.

The Island Cats said...

Your feet brought that fog in?? Awesome!!

Katnip Lounge said...

Spitty, that Mr. Sandburg was a smart dude!

We're glad it's cooler for you today...Sweaty furz are the pits. At least here in Vegas it's a *dry* heat...kind of like a blast furnace, with dust and cheesy road signs.


pee ess: Our Mommy is from the City of Big Shoulders!

Anonymous said...

Sweet dreams Spitty!

Reenie said...

Heat wave? Interesting. Here in Melbourne, it's so cold that heat is unimaginable at the moment....

Daisy said...

I'm glad it cooled off for you!

meowmeowmans said...

Pleasant dreams, Spitty! :)

ABBY said...

Spitty
We are glad you got your fog back!
Sweet dream dear Spitty.

purrin
xo
Abby