This morning Brother Henry noticed a perfect sunbeam shining in through the curtains. He was all excited to nap while soaking up its toasty goodness. He plopped down and started adjusting himself. Now, there’s a LOT of Brother Henry to adjust, so it took him quite a while to get everything just like he wanted. Just when his hind legs were at the correct elevation, his body was at the proper extension and his front legs were at the right angle he noticed that the sunbeam had moved. It was now sitting about six inches away, mocking him in his newly achieved comfort.
As Brother Henry lay there, trying to control his annoyance and deciding whether to move or stay put, one of the Guardians appeared to make his decision easier. She had just pulled Brother Henry’s favorite blanket out of the clothes warming machine in the basement. She draped the blanket over the rocking chair and Brother Henry immediately jumped up and sprawled out on the fuzzy warmness.
Brother Henry had finally found the perfect balance of comfort and warmth. He slowly drifted off to sleep with his mighty purr reverberating through the house. He slept soundly… right up to the point at which I decided I wanted to sleep on toasty warmness too. Why should Brother Henry have all the fun?
So Sayeth Otis