When the Master Naps, the Servant Should Not Disturb Him

As numerous people can—and will—affirm, I am not the most meticulous of housekeepers. Matter of fact, I could play an excellent Oscar in The Odd Couple. Remember? (Guest: What’s the green stuff in the refrigerator? Oscar: It’s either very new cheese or very old meat.)

There are, however, times when the housekeeping bug does attack me. This afternoon was one of those. As a form of celebration I decided to put my most expensive linens and comforter on the bed in the master bedroom. I retrieved them from the closet in bedroom #2 and carried them to my bedroom, only to be greeted by this sight on my bed:

Since Alex, the feline whom I serve, had been out all night catting around, my entry into the bedroom at 3:00 p.m. awakened him. However, he did not move; he just eyed me. I made a decision: I returned the bed stuff to the closet and allowed Alex to continue his nap.