Mama loves it when we get in this position. We compact ourselves into neat little bundles that she calls “meatloaves”.
A long time ago she saw a cartoon of a cat curled up like this and under the caption it said something like:
“Surely a cat, when it assumes the meatloaf position and gazes meditatively through slitted eyes, is having thoughts of utter profundity”.
What profound thoughts are we having here?