Never place the telephone book where the sun will shine on it. Tigger, although quite small at the time, decided the book was his favorite place to recline and warm up.
When I needed the phone directory, he would lift his little head as if the task made him weary, and then ignore me.
Once satisfied that I would not disturb him again, he lowered his small self into a comfortable position and then ignored my pleas, my bribes and the sound of his favorite string being dangled in
front of him.
He stayed there until he was almost too hot to touch. Kittens!
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