The Art of the Perfect Nap

Some days I think Biscuit has figured out life better than the rest of us. While we’re all running around with our Sunday to-do lists, he found the one perfect sunbeam streaming through the living room window and claimed it as his own

The Art of the Perfect Nap

. Those little paw twitches tell me he’s chasing something epic in dreamland - probably that squirrel that’s been taunting him from the oak tree all week.

I tried to get the perfect shot of his peaceful moment, starting with those adorable dream paws in action

Dream paws in action

. Of course, the wide shot really shows his commitment to the sunbeam lifestyle - he’s got toys scattered around like he’s holding court

King of the sunbeam

. And naturally, the moment I thought I was being sneaky with my camera work, those golden retriever instincts kicked in

Somebody heard the camera

. Even half-asleep, he knows when he’s being photographed. Smart boy.

Maybe we should all take a page from Biscuit’s playbook. Find your sunbeam. Claim it. Defend it from vacuum cleaners and small children. Dream about chasing squirrels. It’s not a bad way to spend a Sunday afternoon.