I finally caught up on my sleep last night. I’d had a couple weeks of only getting 5 to 6 hours and then horrible nightmares on Monday night. I was too tired last night to do anything–drawing was as impossible as running a marathon. I got into bed at 8:00 right after dinner.
So I did this quick sketch of my bed this morning and I’m posting it as yesterday’s drawing since it’s where I was instead of here yesterday. The kitties look a little annoyed because they were expecting breakfast and I was drawing instead. Those fuzzy round things are cat beds but they weren’t in them–too busy chasing each other around, working up their appetites for breakfast I suppose, though they did pause briefly for me to draw them.

9 replies on “The landscape of sleep”
NEAT Jana! And their looks of annoyance are perfect!!! LOL
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You just gave me the great idea of going to my local shelter and sitting in the cat room and drawing. My 11 year old son is a true animal lover and we spent about an hour there yesterday after spending all of last week there at a Humane Society Day Camp.
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Gosh, it does look like a night landscape! The cats are perfect!
Welcome back to the world of the awake and alert š
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I love the look on their faces especially the front one.
they remind me of my cat in the morning.
I also can go for days on 5 to 6 hours of sleep then I crash and I’m ok.
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My old cat used to get under the covers and scratch my toes in the morning when she couldn’t open the door by herself (normally she could; cats are fairly smart when they want to be). I still subconsciously tuck my toes away in the mornings for fear of cat attack, though she has long since departed, and i’m now emigrated.
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I love the expression of the bottom cat. Boy, does he look hungry and impatient.
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Jana it looks like my bed after a bad night, I sympathise with you, love the look on the front cat’s face.
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“I’m thinking up some sweet revenge” maybe that front cat’s thinking – delightful
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[…] Feline Resolution: After too many sleep-poor nights, I resolve that I am not going to not sleep with my cats anymore. Night after night they keep me awake. They lay down with me when I go to bed and as soon as I fall asleep they want to play, dropping toys on my head for me to throw (I have the only two cats in the world who play fetch, bringing me plastic squiggle toys (Fiona) or felt mousies (Busby), which I’m to throw and which they promptly fetch and return for another throw). They attack me and each other. Eventually I half sleep through their romping and chasing each other back and forth through the house. I guess they eventually go to sleep, but at 6:00 a.m. they’re attacking me again, ready for more play. Starting tonight, it’s exile for these two naughty kitties. I’m tired of being tired! […]
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