The above picture is one of my favorites. Despite my best efforts at preventing Sparky from turning my printer into a bed, she persists. I finally gave up, and to keep kitty hair out of the printer, I folded some soft blankets and placed them on top. Sparky likes that, and from her throne on high, she makes editorial comments and slaps at my hand or pats me on the head. Even when the mini-blinds are down, Sparky haunts the windowsill, willing to settle for slashes of sunlight sifting through the blinds.
Occasionally I'll bump the desk or clatter my coffee cup and Sparky will wake up and give me one of her cross-eyed looks. With that one white toe on her right foot, it looks like she's giving me "the finger" for disturbing her sleep.
In no time at all, Sparky is back to napping and snoring. Except when she's had catnip. The picture below shows the after-effects of catnip on the brain of a slightly demented cat. Yes, it's the one and only Sparky Tabasco, bug-eyed and full of silliness after indulging in catnip. As you can tell by her eyes, she's still high, and there will be no power naps for a long time to come. The eyes just crack me up.