Mom and Dad have noticed that I have been sleeping even more than usual lately. There is no incentive to ask to go on the deck, and I seem to realize that it is yucky outside. My basement is pretty cold, so it is not as much fun to go down there these days, and we haven't had sunpuddles in quite a while. So I tend to sleep on the couch or in this corner almost all the time, except for when I wake up to ask for meals and snacks. Mom wonders if cats get depressed with Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD), too.