Am I just trying to rest while returning a rush of blood to the head? Say, could you consider kibitzing regarding the kitty’s napping pattern instead?
Nix those notions; neither nepotism nor knee-highs are necessary for nodding near noons and nines.
Some say bouts of hyperphagia may leave one supine while digesting right into a snooze. I, though, could be cachinnating as you ponder my feet’s feat of a ruse. ; )