This is one of our cats, Missy. Missy is a sweet, older cat (who has dandruff, drools like a Saint Bernard, and is as dumb as a stump - but we like her anyway) we inherited from my Mom after she moved and is about the same age in cat years as Mom is in people years.
Missy hasn't moved from that spot all day. Not a twitch. I only noticed after one of the boys asked is the cat was still alive. Seriously hoping I wouldn't have to explain to my Mom that I killed her ancient cat, I went over and peered at the beast. No chest movement, not tail flicking - nothing.
Then I pet the cat. Several times. She woke up and looked at me like "what's your problem - I was sleeping here!". Talk about sleeping like the dead...
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