Last weekend I took a midday nap, and Cosmo wiggled his way under the covers so he could press his fuzzy little body against mine. When I was ready to get out of bed, I lifted the covers to find this groggy face. He was not ready to end his nap. I sometimes wonder how long a cat would stay in a position like that if allowed. Oh, I know ... until he hears food-related activity in the kitchen. Then he's all, "Who are you? See ya!" Sigh.