What? Oh. I was sleeping. You see, it's laundry day here.
It's my job to test the temperature of the laundry when it comes up from the dryer. Here's how it works. The mama brings it up, and dumps it out on the sofa. I come running from wherever I am and leap into the laundry, immediately testing the temperature with my paws. Sometimes (usually) I have to snuggle down into it, you know, just to really get a sense of how warm it is.