Cowboy Blob is having another
caption contest this weekend. I was planning on doing a riff on the St. Crispins day speech, but
Law Dog beat me to it, so here's my shot.
"To nap, or not to nap, that is the question. Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the squirt guns and yip dogs of outrageous fortune; or to take up paws against a see of rocking chairs, and by opposing them, to end them.
To purr, to sleep -- and by a sleep to say we end the string chase, and the thousand natural static shocks our fur is heir to. Tis a scratching devoutly to be wished.
To nap, to sleep, perhance to dream... aye, theres the belly rub. For in that overfed sleep in a sunny warm place, what dreams of chasing dust motes may come"
UPDATE: Looks like LawDog and I shared in our poetic victory
