Cats Sleep Anywhere.

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Quite often I come home from a days work to find our cat Tibbs snuggled up in various places around the house. She seems to pick a different ‘favourite place’ every couple of days even though she has a perfectly good fluffy pink bed of her own to snooze in. Her sleeping habit’s inspired me to look up this poem ‘Cats Sleep Anywhere’  by Eleanor Farjeon.

Cats sleep anywhere,
any table,any chair
Top of piano, window ledge
in the middle, on the edge.
Open draw, 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.

Eleanor Farjeon ( 1881- 1965)

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