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I think I was about 5 years old when grampa would come over some times and offer a nickel to the laziest person in the room. He usually gave the nickel to our baby sister. Spoiled, you know.
So one fine morning I'm laying in the living room floor watching Saturday morning cartoons. Grampa comes in with his offer. A nickel for the laziest person in the room. I didn't move a muscle but said, "Just go ahead and put it in my pocket."

I got the nickel that day.

Dude's just vibin'. Probably likes the head scratches.

That's not a lazy cat, that's an Orange Tabby. Best cat breed, especially for farm life.