Some days I feel a little jealous of Mr. Sugarbears. He spends most of his time working on his beauty sleep. Many of those hours are spent on my once beautiful sofa. Last night as I sat in my comfy arm-chair, this was what was across from me…Mr. Sugarbears just looking at me. I am not sure if it was just a look of love, a question of why I wasn’t snuggling with him, or a look of why are you still here? I stared him down for a little while and then he won the stare down. I got up and went over to him. He immediately rolled over on his belly for an expected belly rub. No problem, Mr. Sugarbears. This is his life. He’s living it well. I couldn’t handle as much leisure, but a little more would be nice. I want to have an afternoon nap every day. It’s not going to happen anytime soon, so in the meantime I will just be a little jealous of Mr. Sugarbears.