When it's cold and the days are dim, something inside us says: "Find a blankie and curl up by the fire. It's nap time (again)". I told my husband it's the hibernation instinct in all of us. The animals have it right. Store up the fat, dig a deep hole (in the ground or in blankies) and basically nap until we see the light of spring.
Hope you stay warm this week and are able to take time for cat-napping by the fire or with a warm blanket. It's like our way of saying "come at me, 'bro" to old man winter.