Sleeping is one of the things cats do best. Which is lucky because it limits the number of minutes and hours in the day that the cat plugs into the socket and goes on a wired rampage of electric energy. Sleeping one of their better qualities and most advanced skills.

Cats, it seems, do not suffer from insomnia and are capable of napping and deep sleep in any position, in any place at any time.

Next on the evolutionary learning curve for domestic cats – synchronizing their hours of sleep with that of their long-suffering, indulgent and sleep-deprived human companions.

This talent for sleeping has not escaped the notice of artists.

Cats sleep anywhere

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.

   by Eleanor Farjeon  – (1881-1965)

A Snug Corner, S. Sullivan. 1881
Interior with a Woman Cooking
Archie Utin (1908–1977)1930
“Cat Music”
by Anne Mortimer
Sleeping Cat On Van Goghs Chair Art Print by Frances Gillotti
Sleeping Cat1970 by Jacques Hnizdovsky
The Sleeping Cat by Lucian Freud
Black Cat Sleeping by Gwen John
Sleeping Cat1862 by Pierre-Auguste Renoir
Gwen John
Cat
c.1904–8
Sleeping Cat
Hugh Adam Crawford (1898–1982)
William Menzies Coldstream, Sleeping Cat . On his wife’s lap.

Featured image: Petit Chat Endormi – Cat Sleeping on a Bed by Claude Monet.

JosieHolford

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  • What a delightful post. I especially like Cat Music and the painting by Gwen John. My cat, Buddy, was, for a while, posting a cat poem every week.

  • Can't go wrong with a post full of cat pics right? I've been enjoying some of Buddy's posts. I particularly enjoyed The Flâneur.

  • What a delightful post. I especially like Cat Music and the painting by Gwen John. My cat, Buddy, was, for a while, posting a cat poem every week. If he continues with this, the Eleanor Farjeon poem would be one to include

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