Your boyfriend of two years, Cleoh, is the most sleepy fur you know. At the moment, he's in the bed you and he share. You've known since the day he first kissed you that he's quite low on energy in spite of his tendency to wake up around 9:00 to 10:00 A.M. The time is 4:34 P.M. You enter your house, close the door behind you, and pad towards your and Cleoh's bedroom to check on the latter. Trying to be quiet, you slowly open the door and peek your fluffy head through the crack. He's awake and lying on his back; his eyes are locked onto the ceiling in silence. Only his breathing can be heard.