Just so you know—I wake up BEFORE Mom and Dad! I mean BEFORE! Like when the sky is still dark, but there is a tiny rim of light over there in the East and two BIG stars, one high and one low shining brightly.
Mom always gets up at 5:00 a.m., but I get up Before MOM!
Until Mom and Dad get up, I do things to help them get up: I run across the bed really, really fast. Then jump off. I walk as heavy as I can up Dad, cross over the top of his head and the pillow, onto Mom’s head and pillow, and walk down her as hard as I can.
Then when Mom turns over on her back I walk up (HEAVY) and stop right on her stomach and stand hard and stare at her. When she opens her eyes and starts to touch me I lay down fast and put my face right into her face and PURR!
Then Mom and I have a long, long, long pet/purr time before I get tired and jump up, push-off, and jump down.
If Mom doesn’t get up right then I do everything I can to get her up—I sit in the window and try to climb the screen to get at the Swallows building nests onto the house, (That ALWAYS gets me yelled at).
When I get tired of all those things, and I want Mom to get up and get me some yummy food from a can, I CLAW the drapes.
Mom flings herself out of bed and yells at me to STOP; I run off fast into the kitchen where I wait.
Yep! Five O’clock! Time for mom to rise and shine!
The Day has Started!