Socks, like myself, has a routine every morning. Right after I get up, he’s waiting patiently to go outside. He does his business, and in a few minutes (longer if it’s warm out) he’s knocking on the door to come in. Once he’s in the house, the routine continues to the next step. He waits patiently, once again, watching everything I do. He’s waiting to be “bundled”. I have him trained for the word “Nest”. He expects a blanket–one of HIS blankets–to be laid out smoothly for him, then he hops in and gets comfortable, and I wrap him up tightly within it, with just his head peeking out of the roll. From that point he is fully content for hours, or until he forced from his nest by other matters or distractions. When I saw this animated GIF today, I got quite a kick out of it! If I could only train Socks to do this, that’s one less chore I’d have to do each morning! But then again, I enjoy it, so I actually wouldn’t want to stop doing it anyway… Nevermind, Socks.