Beau The Cephus has opinions on sleep (somnus) and travel that he wishes to explore with his friends. I, Langston am present and ready to explain his native thoughts about sleep. He is still on the road there in mainland Florida.
The Cephus has spoken about good sleep hygiene many times before. Sleeping at the same time each day or in his case each hour. He thinks that the room should be without any light. If there is to be anything that is approaching him while he slumbers he wants them to be more disadvantaged than he. His hearing is very superior to his sight. He has often remarked about being able to hear a flea laying just one single egg. He is not sure what that egg would look like in the light of day. There should be no sound during his sleep. He wants to hear them coming whether it is across a sound proof carpet or down a tile hall. If perhaps he should hear a mouse or other vermin creeping around the bed or into a window, Beau The Cephus will put a Swarnald Katzwarzenegger on them with such strength that they will never again attempt The Cephus.
He enjoys having the room at 77 degrees. He is uncomfortable at any lower temperature. Sleeping above that temperature will cause his delicate nasal membranes to dry out and allow caking of the mucoid content.
Beau is all about routine. Get up, eat, drink, potty box, run around real fast, bat the dog’s face, run, clean hair, groom hair, drink, eat, teach dog it’s place, drink, eat, then nap for the next 45 minutes and repeat. He has heard about people taking pain relievers or antihistamines to achieve sleep. The thought on that issue is that living a full, fast and exciting life will allow one to sleep well for as much as 22 to 24 hours a day. His having said all of the preceding he will admit to suffering a need for naps in a sun filled window and reaping the benefits of its rays and warmth. The Cephus does realize that routine helps reduce his stress and misdirection in life. He has stated many times that stress shortens a feline’s life each time it occurs. He knows that some measure of stress is good. He would not get up or stop sleeping without some level of stress.
Sleeping with humans is one of his favorite ways to sleep. At least as long as they lay still and do not try to roll over him. If by chance they should roll onto Beau he has a small but strong mouth with which he can try to do an Ike Kyson on their ear.
Humans can be a bit cool to the touch. When they pull him near and cover his body with a pillow, they should not cover his delicate head. He begins by cleaning his tongue on the pillow case and then slowly dropping in to slumber. What an idea clean tongue and sleep. Waking up with a clean tongue and mouth is great. Just wish that the people could do the same thing. Not to fond of sleeping near humans after they have had a meal of the green things they like to eat. Makes the room smell funny. He becomes upset and he will often leave the human alone if they try to stop his tongue cleaning process. Langston will often give him a little head slap to accompany each cleaning lick of the tongue. Beau heard on the TV program “Animal Planet” that the head slaps can cause brain damage. He is aware of what that could cost the world if he was to forget his mission of saving the world from invasion from afar.
One of his favorite places to sleep he calls “In Jacket”. Beau will wait until Langston is watching a TV program and is siting in a chair wearing a flees jacket. When he is settled in with a cool glass of liquid refreshment and a little snack by his side. Beau will jump up on the back of the chair. Then slowly ease down to the arm of the chair and into Langston’s lap.
After waiting a few minutes he will paw lightly at the Langston’s chest. The distracted Langston will open the zipper down a little ways. Then The Cephus will move his little body under the edge of the material and as close to Langston’s side as possible. Most times Langston will get cool and zip the zipper enclosing The Cephus against his chest. What a great sleeping place. The only problem comes when Langston gets up or moves around. Then it is mayhem. Trying to get out of the jacket with grace and without scratching Langston is not always easy.
Beaus smelling is great. He can locate many things by odor alone. When catching a moth he will bat then down to the floor first. Then he will locate them for his mouth by the scent of the moths and their delicious dust. One big chomp and it is all over for the moth. His only regret is that his nose does not work very well after having dined on a moth of great wing dust.
Beau will often complain about the odour of humans. Often he is lost in the reasons they work so hard to have such repugnant and strong odors. Felines will have scents but only at the appropriate times in life and their smells are guides as to activities in which they should be engaged. Humans not so much, either that or they are always engaged in activities that boggle the feline mind. Human reason itself teeters on the edge of being in the present and in some measure the past or future in the same time frame.
Beau is riding north on I-95 headed for Saint Augustine. He is laying in the window on his back with both sets of legs up in the air. Enjoying the rays of sun that flood over his small frame. He has been rubbing his eyes with his front wrist and is slowly falling asleep.
Until Beau The Cephus returns, I , Langston shall ride this land cruiser north through the wilds of the Florida East Coast.