Cat in Literature

” ‘Sleepy!’ I thought, sitting in the bank.I’ll come home and lay down to sleep.’
What a bliss!’ I whispered, and having despatched my dinner I was standing in front of my bed.  ‘How lovely is to live in this world! Great!
Boundlessly happy, stretching and luxuriating in bed, like a cat in the sun, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.”
Fell into disfavour by Anton Chekhov

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