Ordinarily, it being my Christmas holiday, this wouldn't be a problem. Unfortunately, as I'm leaving the house for work so early these days, Cardinal Furretti and Monsignor Miaowrini have become accustomed to being fed at about 5am on weekdays, with a little leeway at weekends allowed to about 8am.
Waking up at 10:50am today obviously meant that I was seriously overstepping the mark, according to my feline overlords. They were definitely not amused...
*gulp*
If looks could kill !!!
ReplyDeleteNo WAY would my Gingerbeast allow me to sleep in like that. He'd be singing, patting my face, and if necessary extended just one little claw when he patted ...
ReplyDeleteOooohh, it's as well your toes weren't sticking out from under the covers, given what they've done to mice (72), pigeons (14)and other assorted fauna (7.5)
ReplyDeleteJust sayin' ;)
Wow. Twin ticked off cat glares. You are in for it now, Mac!
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