This seems to be one of his favorite sleeping spots. I think he likes to blend in with his surroundings, which he does effectively. More than once I've been in the room for several minutes before I realized he was there. Of our 5 cats, Shack is the quietest. He came to us from a local shelter when he was about 6 months old. Except for a small patch of reddish brown fur on his head, he is completely white. We thought that his name should reflect his white coat, and puzzled for several hours after bringing him home over a good name. We looked in our books for synonyms for snow and at Eskimo names, and even thought of naming him for a snow capped mountain, but nothing seemed to fit. Then Jim suggested Shackleton, after Ernest Shackleton, the Antarctic explorer, and somehow that captured his personality perfectly. He also goes by the monikers Shackadoodle and Shack Man- as long as the "shack" sound is present, he knows we are talking to him.
Sweet dreams, little explorer!
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