Another day, another 3 a.m. wake up cat.
3:00 in the morning.
This was waiting for me in the kitchen
Yes, I fed him.
I wanted to live.
When I awaken at 7:00 a.m., this will be waiting for me (only fluffier).
The only thing worse than the 3 a.m. wake-up cat is the 7 a.m. royal pain in the @$$.
Going back to bed now. Hopefully, my 20 pound alarm cat will refrain from jumping on my stomach at 6:59.
If you don’t hear from me by Saturday, it means the cat won and I’ll be in surgery.