Sunday, May 10, 2009
Howly Cat
Howly cat torments me every morning. I thought having kids was what would get me up at the crack of dawn. Not so. The kids have met their match is a tuxedo kitty named Fitz or Puddle Cat as she is sometimes called (she lays down and flattens out into a puddle looking cat). She finds joy in beginning the meowing at 5 am. I try to get up early, but not that early. She is also somewhat senile, so after I feed her, she starts meowing again if she facing the wrong way and no longer has the food in front of her. That part is funny. It would probably be funnier if it wasn't 5 am. Maybe it if were 7 and I had my coffee, but no. It has to be 5 on the dot. I need to start getting used to waking early, but so far after 4 months, no dice, I hate the sound of a howling cat at dawn. Good thing for her I love her to bits.
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