Nap Time

I was puttering around in the garden recently when a rather unexpected thing happened: T-bone climbed up to investigate my half-empty bag of compost.  I figured, what does a cat want with compost so let him sniff.  And then, he proceeds to squeeze his little kitty self into the bag and curl up as if this is the perfect place for a nap.  Seriously?  A stinky bag of compost? 

Apparently, yes.