Cat is on my right, curled into a ball with her head upside down and tucked on top of her feet and tail. I can just see her tongue peeking out between her teeth. Then she squeezes more tightly, shudders and pulls a paw over her face to shut out the light.
Wonderdog is on my left, four paws stretched out in a bunch like a Wookiee being carried by Ewoks, yet totally relaxed, his chest moving up and down with each breath, his ear flopped over his eye, and his nose dropping down into the blanket he's lying on.
Hopper, on the other hand, is scrunched up in his recliner with his laptop perched on his lap, his hands curled up to work the keyboard, his shoulders hunched: the picture of tension.
Animals win.
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