Sunday was a tough day for my Thunder kitty. First, he had to watch me paint the bedroom, which involved removing the old wallpaper (soaking, peeling, scraping, scrubbing, etc.), taping, painting, then painting the trim in a contrasting color. Not the easiest of tasks for the human, much less the cat supervisor.

Thunder decided that under the bed was a good place to nap from all the hard work. Carol and I were putting the chair rail up. That involved maneuvering around the furniture piled in the center of the room, putting the boards up, leveling, pounding nails, etc. We had to keep an eye out as we moved, because this fluffy black tail just refused to hide under the bed like the rest of Thunder. It insisted on being in the one path way around the room.

Once the rail was up, we started to move the bed. Did Thunder hrumph and move? No. He just laid there, as the bed rolled his way. Finally, Carol picked him up and put him on the bed. He was totally relaxed - a black and white cat puddle!

Later, as I collapsed on the bed, Thunder had moved to his favorite sleeping place (on top of a stack of Rubbermaid containers). After some shifting, he settled into a position partly on his back, with a paw over his eyes. So cute.

As I was reading in bed (both to relax and to provide lap space for Cloudy), I heard an odd sound. Thunder was SNORING! Not once, not twice, but many times! Aww. I guess all that work really tired him out.

Needless to say, he got special treats later. Just for being so cute.

Copyright © Kalynnda Berens
August 21, 2001

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