sometimes, i want to be a cat

Cats have it made. They sleep, eat, play, sleep, get head pets, sleep, repeat.

Some days, I’m fortunate enough to practice being a cat. Like yesterday.

OK, first I ran a 15K race (9.3 miles), which is not very cat-like.

Once I got home, however, I showered, and collapsed on the bed. After finishing a book I needed to return to the library today, I napped for about three hours.

Ahh … to be a cat. Today I’m back at work, and it’s been a rather tedious day.

I miss being a cat!