She sleeps all day... except when she's eating. Four years in, and she still won't jump up on my lap and take a nap. But she'll stay a while, if I scoop her up and settle her there. Especially if I set her down on top of her favorite blanket. She'll stretch her paws down toward my ankles, lay her head down on her paws, and fall asleep with a big, big sigh.
After four years, she's learned that if she follows the sun, she'll always be warm. So when I put her tower in the window, and pull up the blind, she comes running. One day, maybe when she's old, she'll come running for a chance to sleep on my lap.
I'll keep you posted.
I'm sure someday she'll become your lap kitty!
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