Usually, taking a nap is no big deal for a corgi. Curl up, close eyes, and dreamland is theirs without pause. But every so often, naptime becomes a Big Deal that takes precise preparation.
Paddington just settled into one of those kind of naps. He and his big corgi sister, Cady, just had dinner and their post-meal outing. Cady staked out one end of the couch first. Paddington jumped up to the middle cushion and began a sort of self-assesmsent. Some parts were found lacking. His left front paw was thoroughly cleaned. His right ear was found to be itchy. Then, back to that front paw.
During this effort, Cady, being the typical older system, became thoroughly disgusted. With a dirty look at her brother she jumped off the couch and flopped down on her side on the floor. After only 30 seconds, though, she apparently decided the comfort of the couch even when tainted by younger brother cooties was far preferable to the rug. Back up she jumped and curled up, face turned away.
Cleanliness completed, Paddington, turned his attention to the couch. He began shoving his nose vigorously into the back cushion, jabbing this way and that. I could see no progress being made, but I guess I'm not perceptive enough, because soon this step ended.
Next step: assuming the napping position. When Paddington lays down for a nap, he does so with gusto. He flipped his legs out sideways with a twist that slammed his side down onto the couch seat. Finally, he twisted his hind end so that his back legs spread out to the sky. Nose stretched forward toward me, back hip almsot touching his sister, he closed his eyes and was asleep within moments.
Now, I'm afraid to move. Who would dare disturb such a serious nap?
