Now that the sun has finally returned, the feline contingent has been able to seriously work on their sleeping in the sun program. This time of year is ideal for our sun-worshipping elder cat, Alia. The sun first hits the cat bed near the window, and then migrates down to the dog bed on the floor. All she has to do is sort of drowsily fall off the table next to the window down the dog bed at the appropriate time.
I figure Alia is still annoyed that we uprooted her from sunny Southern California and brought her to the cold, snowy, and frequently dreary Northwest. Her percentage of sunny days went from probably 80% to 20%. Fortunately, she has another cat to huddle with during the long dark days of winter, but Troi is somewhat obnoxious too. If it’s not Troi’s idea to cuddle up, she generally decides to pound the elder cat instead.
Unfortunately, for Alia, other members of the household don’t take her sleeping quite as seriously as she does. When the dogs come upstairs, they all run over and dislodge her. And we humans don’t have a problem with that either. If the cat sleeps all day, that means it is up all night.
For interspecies harmony, it’s good to have the cats off the night shift, so waking them up is encouraged, no matter how glorious the sun may be.