Sunday, May 18, 2014
Early morning cat
The cat woke me up this morning - she kept body slamming my bedroom door. I wake up, open the door and go back to bed. She then, comes in, jumps on the bed and comes up to me and meows. I try to pet her but she jumps down and heads for the door. I let her. I am not ready to get up. I go back to bed.
She quietly tip toes back into the room, jumps and LANDS on the bed (feels like a 100 lb Lion) My eyes open...nothing. I close my eyes - she comes right up to my face. I feel her whiskers, and hear her nose sniffing my face. I can even smell her kitty breath. She MEOWS. I try and pet her, she jumps down and heads to the door.
I finally get up. I stagger down the hallway - she wants outside. I open the sliding glass door - she stands there - looks up at me. She won't move. She then jumps up on the kitchen counter - that is her sign, she wants to eat. Wow early for her this morning. It was 5:15am. She eats like she is starving to death. I'm trying to think, "did we forget to feed her last night?" I go back to bed.
A few minutes later - she comes back into my room. LANDS on my bed. Walks up to my face. I feel those whiskers again - I open my eyes and she jumps back down and heads to the door. Okay, she wants out now.
Once again, I get up, I stagger down the hallway - I open the sliding glass door - she stands there...looking out. She looks up, she looks down. She s l o w l y walks out. I close the door. I go back to bed. I no sooner, lay my head on my pillow, when I hear a MEOW. She is now, right outside my bedroom window - I could ignore her but she is trying to communicate to me. She just wants me Up.
I give up. I make my coffee and she now, is a happy little kitty. She is sitting on the patio, checking out what happened throughout the night during her evening captivity.
It's going to be a LONG day.
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