Today's nap was… okay. Started on Sterling's lap, which was warm enough, but his voice just kept going. Even when he was talking about not talking! So I moved. Found a spot under Tommy's desk, which is usually prime real estate. But he's so busy typing about word things, he hardly ever stops to scritch. Then Frankie started yelling about "burnout" again, which made my ears twitch. Still, got a solid 6.5 paws out of 10. Saw a rogue cable trying to escape. Almost got it.