My day started at 6:30 a.m, 15 minutes before my bedside alarm clock goes off. I am woken up by my "real" alarm clock, who jumps on my stomach and taps my nose with his paw (this is a step up from when he would bite my nose. Progress comes in tiny paces). "Oh Hi Mom... Now that you are awake will you feed me?" Hmpfh. The backup cat brigade arrives and begins to serenade for food. Woke up, dressed, brushed, and drinking my breakfast. Her morning routine consists of cleaning and... read more
