Wake-up call
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I think it was Whiskas that had an ad a few years ago with three cartoon cats, one of them a big fat one voiced by Tom Bosley–an appropriate actor for the kitty character, I think–and it was time to get their servant out of bed for breakfast. The Bosley cat stepped in and said something like "let me show how it’s done," got on his marks, got set, and took a mighty jump onto the beer-gut of the sleeping twoleg with a shout–"Time to feed the kitties!!!" Brandy sort of looks like the Bosley cat, except for the calico tuxedo she wears, and somehow she’s learned this maneuver and performs it very well. I’ve come to depend on her like clockwork, as it’s always within five minutes of six AM when she pounces on my gut; and, like clockwork, Louie’s come to depend on the "OOF!" that I always respond. But she is just so freaking cute, and so irreparably spoiled, that I can’t get mad at her. Especially when she comes walking over my chest making this huge, deep, rumbling purr, and starts licking me like a puppy. Now who can get mad at that? Blessed be, Baha — Three thousand years ago, cats were deified in ancient Egypt. To this day, they have not forgotten.
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -I think it was Whiskas that had an ad a few years ago with three cartoon cats, one of them a big fat one voiced by Tom Bosley–an appropriate actor for the kitty character, I think–and it was time to get their servant out of bed for breakfast. The Bosley cat stepped in and said something like "let me show how it’s done," got on his marks, got set, and took a mighty jump onto the beer-gut of the sleeping twoleg with a shout–"Time to feed the kitties!!!" Brandy sort of looks like the Bosley cat, except for the calico tuxedo she wears, and somehow she’s learned this maneuver and performs it very well. I’ve come to depend on her like clockwork, as it’s always within five minutes of six AM when she pounces on my gut; and, like clockwork, Louie’s come to depend on the "OOF!" that I always respond. But she is just so freaking cute, and so irreparably spoiled, that I can’t get mad at her. Especially when she comes walking over my chest making this huge, deep, rumbling purr, and starts licking me like a puppy. Now who can get mad at that?
Cali has done this in the past. But her favourite is rattling the Venetian blinds with her paw and jumping off the boxes under the window in full gravity mode. I finally got tired of this so I moved the boxes I had stacked under the window to let her look out. So now she’s started jumping off the furniture instead, not quite as high, but still very loud. You have to love her ingenuity/evilness.
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Cali has done this in the past. But her favourite is rattling the Venetian blinds with her paw and jumping off the boxes under the window in full gravity mode. I finally got tired of this so I moved the boxes I had stacked under the window to let her look out. So now she’s started jumping off the furniture instead, not quite as high, but still very loud. You have to love her ingenuity/evilness.
In the bedroom we have a cabinet that is ostensibly a catch-all for various bits and pieces of chotchkies, but it’s really a jungle-gym for Roxie. We leave the doors open so she can climb up the shelves to the top, her favorite perch. But when she wants to jump, boy oh boy! She’s only seven, eight pounds maximum, a very tall and lean beauty we call our Supermodel. But gravity has a special way about itself, that makes seven pounds considerably heavier when flying several feet down from a cabinet to land on your gut! Louie has only recently started to forgive her. Blessed be, Baha – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text –
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My Simon is so lazy he doesn’t even bother to get out of bed to get ME out of bed; instead, he just lays in his "catplace" (cardboard box with heating pad) and he gives out this incredibly loud, absolutely disgusted MEOWWW!!! that lets me know he thinks I am a vile slothful lazy slug. After doing this several times he evidently feels his job is done and HE rolls over and goes back to sleep. After I finally get up and get my coffee and then sit down, he shows up just in time to leap into my lap and demand that I pet him instead of drinking my coffee. If I dare to turn to the computer to see what’s going on in the world, he starts walking back and forth across the keyboard. I do dearly love the little guy and it’s a real good thing for him that I do! Seriously though, he’s very affectionate and he’s been with me forever and I wouldn’t part with him for anything. But mornings are not his most lovable times.
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My Simon is so lazy he doesn’t even bother to get out of bed to get ME out of bed; instead, he just lays in his "catplace" (cardboard box with heating pad) and he gives out this incredibly loud, absolutely disgusted MEOWWW!!! that lets me know he thinks I am a vile slothful lazy slug. After doing this several times he evidently feels his job is done and HE rolls over and goes back to sleep. After I finally get up and get my coffee and then sit down, he shows up just in time to leap into my lap and demand that I pet him instead of drinking my coffee. If I dare to turn to the computer to see what’s going on in the world, he starts walking back and forth across the keyboard. I do dearly love the little guy and it’s a real good thing for him that I do! Seriously though, he’s very affectionate and he’s been with me forever and I wouldn’t part with him for anything. But mornings are not his most lovable times.
My 14 year old Kitty bites whatever part of me she can get at until I get up in the AM to give her fresh food and the longer it takes to get me up the harder she bites. Does not better what time it is as long as it is light out. http://members.aol.com/larrystark/ http://members.aol.com/larrystark/strays.htm
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Quincy feels it’s his duty to awake Frank every morning … he prefers to do it just before the alarm goes off (5:15am). Over the years he has become quite adept at this, and Frank is an easy target …. Lately, though, Jagger has been helping him out .. Quincy does the nibbling & pulling back the covers, Jagger does the meowing (he is very good at this!). This tandem act has actually come in handy quite a bit lately … The only problem is neither of them realize on week-ends we can sleep in!! Sometimes, we actually win the battle! The spooky thing is, they never, ever miss an eye opening – why is that? Once they see that eye open … oh, boy! Liane P.S. Dana is a good girl & realizes the importance of beauty sleep – she never, never, ever wakes us up – the little darling!
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"They never, ever, miss an eye opening." Isn’t that the truth? It used to be Misty who started it — she would see that open eye and would start telling the others about it! And if you turn over, you’re lost! They all clamber on, shouting little encourgements: "She’s awake!" "Hurry, now, I’m hungry!" "Breakfast time!" "Get up, get up, get UP!" Complain all you want, folks, but we all love the Kitty Tabernacle Choir, don’t we???? Renee in CA Time spent with cats is never wasted. -Colette-
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Pippin has a very consistent internal clock that runs about 15 minutes faster than mine. The electronic alarm is scheduled to go off at 6 am, Pippin goes off at 5:45. Earth-shaking, heart-wrenching, glass-shattering yowls of despair that there is no fresh mushy food in his bowl. My DH could sleep through bombs falling all around, so I get the full benefit of the concert for one. The good thing is that if I get up, Pippin bolts for the bedroom door (yowling encouragingly all the way) and I can usually just close it behind him and get 15 more minutes of sleep. Of course he yells behind the door, but the air filter white noise does a good job of muting. What gets me is that this very intelligent cat falls for this every morning. If for some reason I decide to try to wait him out, Pippin will jump up on the bed and walk on me. I usually sleep on my side, so this means all of his 11 lbs carefully balanced on four small feet on my ribs. If I happen to be on my back, he does what feels like all of his 11 lbs balanced on ONE tiny foot on my bladder. On the other hand, Mithu has *never* woken me up for food. In fact, he almost never asks for food at all (except for doughnuts or milk). He waits patiently until I’m up, then he sleepily follows us to the kitchen and rolls around on the floor waiting for belly skritches. If I succumb to that temptation, Pippin gets all honked off because it’s taking TOO DARN LONG for me to dish out the food. I love ‘em dearly, but I do wish there were somewhere I could take Pippin to have his clock adjusted. Cheers, Caroline S. Before you buy.
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I love ‘em dearly, but I do wish there were somewhere I could take Pippin to have his clock adjusted.
I think your cat can tell when you’re about to wake up. Either he hears the alarm clocking revving up or he hears you beginning to stir before you are conscious of it. My cat used to wake me up l5 min before my alarm clock went off. After a while I was up l5 min. before my alarm clock on my own. Now that my cat is older, he’s the last one out of bed. He waits til the food’s in the plate, then he hops out of bed.
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Mine 5 (no, 6!) are more generous — they don’t wake me up until about 5:30 AM. They want me to go to the kitchen, yes — but they want me to open cans! No dry food will do at this time. And BTW, this is "not" breakfast — that comes later when I wake up for the second time, around 8:30 or 9:00. The chief waker-upper is Misty (the elderly lady). She really wants little bits of food every 2 or 3 hours, and it is hard for her to make it thru the night. (Not that the nights are so long, since I seldom retire before 1:30 AM!) So Misty does the job — others may be sound asleep when she crawls up my chest (think Edmund Hillary — sp?) to my face. It is okay if I open my eyes — no one moves. But if I yawn or move my arm, or make any other movement at all, they are up and at me, ready for Good Morning pets and paw pats! I have often said that my cats give me a reason to get up in the morning. This is a very broad statement. I meant at a reasonable hour. I think I’ll have to call a meeting and see if we can set some rules or something. The thing is, Baby will already have them all drawn up and I have the feeling they will "not’ be to my advantage! Renee in CA Time spent with cats is never wasted. -Colette-
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We call it gravity experiments. Rob says that cats need to check and make sure that the laws of gravity still hold true from time to time as their world is so surealistic. I say that they do it because they want to see if they can suspend the laws of gravity. We see the ones that hit the floor, we don’t see the ones that float or rise up. Pam S. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Why is it that cats like to knock objects off high places? Mine do this for the sheer love of it, not merely for attention. The other day Moggy was sitting on the TV cabinet. She pushed a book off the cabinet, stared at the fallen book for a few seconds, then returned to her original position. I think she actually looked impressed by what she had just done.
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Why is it that cats like to knock objects off high places? Mine do this for the sheer love of it, not merely for attention. The other day Moggy was sitting on the TV cabinet. She pushed a book off the cabinet, stared at the fallen book for a few seconds, then returned to her original position. I think she actually looked impressed by what she had just done. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – That’s our Smokey to the core! Minor difference: Smokey doesn’t pat us on the cheek or nip at exposed body parts, etc. His favorite trick is to enter "destruct mode". Books and magazines on the nightstand are a favorite target – shred, shred. If that doesn’t work (we’re *sound* sleepers), next comes knocking things off nightstand/dresser/whatever. I’ve awakened several times to the very insistent and annoying BRAP, BRAP, BRAP that the phone does when it’s left off-hook too long. Worst incident to date is when he pushed the electric fan (12" model) off the dresser with a CRASH! I *can* relate! Sam Cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats! <snip HE WANTS ME TO FOLLOW HIM TO HIS FULL FOOD BOWL TO WATCH HIM EAT! Good Grief! At 4:30 am in the dark morning! I go back to bed and shut the door. "Merow?"
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| Why is it that cats like to knock objects off high places? Felis newtonis. — Freyja (de-spam e-mail addy)
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Every single day Vino knocks the shaving cream and my facial scrub off the corner of the bathtub and watches them roll down the slope of the tub. When they come to rest, he leaves, looking for new adventures. Like zombies, Dennis and I come in, put the stuff back on the tub corner for him to do it again the next day. We could move them to another location, but hey…if it makes Vino’s day, why stop him? — Britta ^^ ) ( ") ( / ) (__)|
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Hmmm, You sound like a very well trained slave. Where do I get one? 
Yowie – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – You didn’t stay to watch him eat? What kind of slave are you? You were well trained enough to get out of bed and follow His Royal Highness, but you didn’t stay and watch like a good slave is supposed to. I must assume that you are only partially trained, as an excellent slave would have stayed to watch and cheered the cat on. Berfert has decreed that I am the only one who can get up with him in the morning. I must walk with him to the kitchen, open the fridge to let him inspect and make sure that no one has taken any important food out of it since the morning before, then kick the self feeder to make fresh food come out of the slot so that Berfert can start out with nibbles untouched by other cats. QC’s goal is to get there just before we arrive and eat off the top of the dish so that Berfert will feel as though no amount of kicking the self feeder will bring uncontaminated food to the dish. Tanada tends to take this as a signal to grab the best place to sleep, which means whichever place QC has previously warmed for her. The whole morning ritual takes between 5 and 15 minutes every morning and I may not start the rest of my day without it. If I slack off and neglect any part of it, Berfert insists that we start from the beginning and run through the whole ritual again.
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The other day I was talking on the kitchen phone and Gizmo was sitting on the bar listening. Several bottles of drinking water were also on the bar. The longer my conversation got, the more impatient he became. Finally, he had to do something. He reached out his big paw and knocked one of the bottles off the bar. It landed with a satisfying BANG! SPLASH! I stopped talking long enough to pick up the bottle and explain to Gizmo what a "bad thing" he had done. He listened calmly and, when I had finished, he knocked the bottle off again! Renee in CA Time spent with cats is never wasted. -Colette-
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My little girl will sit at the bottom of the bed at 5:00 am or so and cry. If you ignore her she will quite down and go back to sleep. If you make eye contact with her then she gets even louder and will climb up to you and cry in your face until you follow her into the kitchen. She always has food but she will not eat it unless I "freshen" it. Sometimes if I just shake her dish that is enough to get her to eat. I’ve learned not to make eye contact with her! Katrina
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Mine 5 (no, 6!) are more generous — they don’t wake me up until about 5:30 AM. They want me to go to the kitchen, yes — but they want me to open cans! No dry food will do at this time. And BTW, this is "not" breakfast — that comes later when I wake up for the second time, around 8:30 or 9:00.
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ROFLMAO my little baby po (a lean black panther like kitty) does this all the time if i dont follow him fast enough he nips my toes just to make me move faster…lol ceif
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -My little girl will sit at the bottom of the bed at 5:00 am or so and cry. If you ignore her she will quite down and go back to sleep. If you make eye contact with her then she gets even louder and will climb up to you and cry in your face until you follow her into the kitchen. She always has food but she will not eat it unless I "freshen" it. Sometimes if I just shake her dish that is enough to get her to eat. I’ve learned not to make eye contact with her! Katrina Mine 5 (no, 6!) are more generous — they don’t wake me up until about 5:30 AM. They want me to go to the kitchen, yes — but they want me to open cans! No dry food will do at this time. And BTW, this is "not" breakfast — that comes later when I wake up for the second time, around 8:30 or 9:00.
Spencer’s, um, well persistence in waking me up early is interesting in contrast with his adopted sister Katy’s morning behaviour. She perches at the end of the bed, or on the register beside it, and quietly watches his antics. I’m not sure whether she’s giving him silent encouragement or is amused at the way he purrs in my face, walks all over me and, when necessary, bites the end of my nose to get a rise out of me. On the few occasions when I haven’t caved in to my master’s demands and stayed in bed, she will stick her nose within an inch of my face and stare at me. Maybe just checking to see if I’m still breathing! Funny thing, though, is that she’s the one who really _does_ want to be fed (she _always wants to be fed). And she also really prefers my company when she eats, too. Crazy critters, aren’t they!! Laura
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I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: Talk to me about Wake-Up Calls *after* you’ve lived with a cat who stuck her whiskers **UP** your nose to roust you out of bed. *Long* whiskers. *Prickly* whiskers. (Ever tried to do a credible job of feigning sleep when you’re sneezing your head off? It just don’t fly, kiddies. Cats Are Too Smart For That. <g) Or her even *more* Foolproof Trick To Get The Slave(s) Up — *very* carefully using just one claw, oh-so-delicately, to lift an eyelid. I still maintain that she was checking to make sure someone was in there… There’s something about waking to find one blue eye staring into your (held-open) eye from all of an inch away that’s… disconcerting. To say the least. The first time she did that to Hawk I wasn’t sure I hadn’t been permanently deafened. Cats he understood (insofar as such a thing is possible, anyway), and he liked Hei Yu — but *that* was A Bit Much. It was rather like having a steam whistle or boat siren go off a foot from your ear — while you were peacefully asleep, too. ("Were" being the Operative Word here. Oy!) I learned some New Words that first morning — once I scraped myself off the wall, him off the ceiling, got Hei Yu down from the dresser (she wasn’t *used* to her brand-new Exploding Human Toy — yet!) and had time to listen to him, that is… He kept us, though. Even after that "introduction" to the joys of having a crazy GF who had an even crazier cat; ’twas about then that I was *sure* he loved me. <g He needed to, all things considered… Enjoy ‘em while you’ve got ‘em — aggravation and all. I’d give just about anything to wake to that One Blue Eye staring into mine again… JEM (though I’d likely need some time to get reaccustomed to it… <g) I don’t suffer from insanity……I’m enjoying every minute of it!
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My Tweety is the opposite in certain respects. I’m supposed to wake up to feed her, and she won’t eat unless I feed her. Not only that, but I have to carry Her Meowjesty to her food–then leave immediately!
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats! Grrr! Now don’t get me wrong, I love my ‘little’ twelve pound furball to pieces. Really. He’s been the one creature on this planet that has stuck with me thru thick and thin, literally. But last night I got to bed late, like about midnight, knowing full well that I needed to get up at 5 am for work. So I was already sleep deprived. This morning at 4:20 am His Majesty the Cat insists, INSISTS mind you, that I get up. I feel this paw gently stroking my cheek, with only enough claw exposed to feel. I’m a light sleeper, so of course this wakes me up. But I’m in No Mood to be up. So I pull the covers over my head, hoping to be ignored. Now as you all know, cats are stubborn to the core. I KNEW he was out there, using his powers to ESP to keep me up. Finally I gave in. I got up. So, does he want me to feed him? I follow him to the kitchen and turn on the light. Maybe I can sneak back to bed now. No, he look back to MAKE SURE that I am following. Yes, Master. Does he want to go outside? No. HE WANTS ME TO FOLLOW HIM TO HIS FULL FOOD BOWL TO WATCH HIM EAT! Good Grief! At 4:30 am in the dark morning! I go back to bed and shut the door. "Merow?"
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Cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats!
[...] So, does he want me to feed him? I follow him to the kitchen and turn on the light. Maybe I can sneak back to bed now. No, he look back to MAKE SURE that I am following. Yes, Master. Does he want to go outside? No. HE WANTS ME TO FOLLOW HIM TO HIS FULL FOOD BOWL TO WATCH HIM EAT! Good Grief! At 4:30 am in the dark morning!
I have two kitten cats. The younger one, Spencer, decided that wake-up time was somewhere between 3 and 4 am the first day he let me reside in his house, when he was a 3 ounce ball of fluff with legs and an amazingly big MIAOW! At first I thought it had something to do with his small furry self wanting breakfast. But noooooo, putting food in the dishes is just part of the performance he’s written for me, and there’s not doubt who writes the scripts around here, I’ve realised. Spencer nibbles a crunchy or two. Maybe. Having done my duty and realised there is no way in hell I’m gonna get back to sleep (or feel like a human when I have to get up if I do manage to do so), I usually make coffee and try to get some work done before I have to go to work. (Don’t ask And 5 minutes later when I’ve sat myself down in front of the computer, darling little Spencer crawls up to sleep, purring contentedly and balanced on my left arm against my chest and with his little (pea-brain) head nestled on my shoulder, while I try to type with one hand, staring at the computer screen through bleary eyes. Talk about well-trained… Laura
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HE WANTS ME TO FOLLOW HIM TO HIS FULL FOOD BOWL TO WATCH HIM EAT! Good Grief! At 4:30 am in the dark morning! My cat Smudge always wants this, too. She’s had this quirk since she was a kitten and only ate dry food (I now give her wet food, too). I used to think she was just a weird cat, but since then I’ve discovered that many cats do this. She’s really cute. She’ll crouch down in front of her bowl, crunching away happily. I’ll say, in a cooing voice, "Smudgie! What a good girl!" or something like that, and immediately her back legs will stand up. She’ll keep eating, with her back legs up straight and her front area crouched down. Then slowly, she’ll settle down again. I don’t indulge her in the middle of the night, because I don’t want to encourage her in the behavior of waking me up, either for food or company. But when I’m up, I’m happy to accompany her to her food area any time. Joyce
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That’s our Smokey to the core! Minor difference: Smokey doesn’t pat us on the cheek or nip at exposed body parts, etc. His favorite trick is to enter "destruct mode". Books and magazines on the nightstand are a favorite target – shred, shred. If that doesn’t work (we’re *sound* sleepers), next comes knocking things off nightstand/dresser/whatever. I’ve awakened several times to the very insistent and annoying BRAP, BRAP, BRAP that the phone does when it’s left off-hook too long. Worst incident to date is when he pushed the electric fan (12" model) off the dresser with a CRASH! I *can* relate! Sam
*groan* That’s Gobo’s fav method, too. If no magazines are available, he’ll scratch on my jeans (which are of course lying in a heap on the floor), or he’ll go into the closet and rustle around in a plastic bag that’s in there. If we manage to ignore all of this, he gallops across the bed, stepping on every soft and sensitive part he can get at. If we STILL won’t move, he puts his face right up to one of ours and PUUUUUUURRRRRRRRS a very loud purr. plus his whiskers usually tickle my nose. He’s certainly creative!! ‘Vette stands on the floor by the bed until I open my eyes to see what Gobo is destroying. Once she sees my eyes open, she won’t shut up until i’m vertical and on my way to the kitchen. nmh
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HE WANTS ME TO FOLLOW HIM TO HIS FULL FOOD BOWL TO WATCH HIM EAT! Good Grief! At 4:30 am in the dark morning!
you’ll miss him when he’s gone! — rob
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That’s our Smokey to the core! Minor difference: Smokey doesn’t pat us on the cheek or nip at exposed body parts, etc. His favorite trick is to enter "destruct mode". Books and magazines on the nightstand are a favorite target – shred, shred. If that doesn’t work (we’re *sound* sleepers), next comes knocking things off nightstand/dresser/whatever. I’ve awakened several times to the very insistent and annoying BRAP, BRAP, BRAP that the phone does when it’s left off-hook too long. Worst incident to date is when he pushed the electric fan (12" model) off the dresser with a CRASH! I *can* relate! Sam
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats! <snip HE WANTS ME TO FOLLOW HIM TO HIS FULL FOOD BOWL TO WATCH HIM EAT! Good Grief! At 4:30 am in the dark morning! I go back to bed and shut the door. "Merow?"
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You didn’t stay to watch him eat? What kind of slave are you? You were well trained enough to get out of bed and follow His Royal Highness, but you didn’t stay and watch like a good slave is supposed to. I must assume that you are only partially trained, as an excellent slave would have stayed to watch and cheered the cat on. Berfert has decreed that I am the only one who can get up with him in the morning. I must walk with him to the kitchen, open the fridge to let him inspect and make sure that no one has taken any important food out of it since the morning before, then kick the self feeder to make fresh food come out of the slot so that Berfert can start out with nibbles untouched by other cats. QC’s goal is to get there just before we arrive and eat off the top of the dish so that Berfert will feel as though no amount of kicking the self feeder will bring uncontaminated food to the dish. Tanada tends to take this as a signal to grab the best place to sleep, which means whichever place QC has previously warmed for her. The whole morning ritual takes between 5 and 15 minutes every morning and I may not start the rest of my day without it. If I slack off and neglect any part of it, Berfert insists that we start from the beginning and run through the whole ritual again. Pam S. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – So, does he want me to feed him? I follow him to the kitchen and turn on the light. Maybe I can sneak back to bed now. No, he look back to MAKE SURE that I am following. Yes, Master. Does he want to go outside? No. HE WANTS ME TO FOLLOW HIM TO HIS FULL FOOD BOWL TO WATCH HIM EAT! Good Grief! At 4:30 am in the dark morning! I go back to bed and shut the door. "Merow?"
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[....] HE WANTS ME TO FOLLOW HIM TO HIS FULL FOOD BOWL TO WATCH HIM EAT! Good Grief! At 4:30 am in the dark morning! My Flash does this at all times of day and I think it’s a matter of him wanting to have someone to keep him company. I don’t like to eat alone if I can have someone to join me, so why should he?
At the humane society, we "cat TLC volunteers" write a note on the paperwork of some of the cats that they are "social eaters." They seem to need or want to have someone around while they are eating. Sometimes if they don’t have someone to watch, they won’t eat enough, especially when they are new to the shelter. — Stef ** rational/scientific/philosophical/mystical/magical/kitty ** – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - The reluctance to put away childish things may be a requirement of genius. — Rebecca Pepper Sinkler
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Cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats! Grrr! Now don’t get me wrong, I love my ‘little’ twelve pound furball to pieces. Really. He’s been the one creature on this planet that has stuck with me thru thick and thin, literally. But last night I got to bed late, like about midnight, knowing full well that I needed to get up at 5 am for work. So I was already sleep deprived. This morning at 4:20 am His Majesty the Cat insists, INSISTS mind you, that I get up. I feel this paw gently stroking my cheek, with only enough claw exposed to feel. I’m a light sleeper, so of course this wakes me up. But I’m in No Mood to be up. So I pull the covers over my head, hoping to be ignored. Now as you all know, cats are stubborn to the core. I KNEW he was out there, using his powers to ESP to keep me up. Finally I gave in. I got up. So, does he want me to feed him? I follow him to the kitchen and turn on the light. Maybe I can sneak back to bed now. No, he look back to MAKE SURE that I am following. Yes, Master. Does he want to go outside? No. HE WANTS ME TO FOLLOW HIM TO HIS FULL FOOD BOWL TO WATCH HIM EAT! Good Grief! At 4:30 am in the dark morning! I go back to bed and shut the door. "Merow?"
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Sounds like a good cat slave to me. <g Hazel Az
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats, cats! Grrr! Now don’t get me wrong, I love my ‘little’ twelve pound furball to pieces. Really. He’s been the one creature on this planet that has stuck with me thru thick and thin, literally. But last night I got to bed late, like about midnight, knowing full well that I needed to get up at 5 am for work. So I was already sleep deprived. This morning at 4:20 am His Majesty the Cat insists, INSISTS mind you, that I get up. I feel this paw gently stroking my cheek, with only enough claw exposed to feel. I’m a light sleeper, so of course this wakes me up. But I’m in No Mood to be up. So I pull the covers over my head, hoping to be ignored. Now as you all know, cats are stubborn to the core. I KNEW he was out there, using his powers to ESP to keep me up. Finally I gave in. I got up. So, does he want me to feed him? I follow him to the kitchen and turn on the light. Maybe I can sneak back to bed now. No, he look back to MAKE SURE that I am following. Yes, Master. Does he want to go outside? No. HE WANTS ME TO FOLLOW HIM TO HIS FULL FOOD BOWL TO WATCH HIM EAT! Good Grief! At 4:30 am in the dark morning! I go back to bed and shut the door. "Merow?"
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Three nights in a row now, Frank has woken me up at 3-4 am by walking around the apartment and yowling mournfully. He sounds as if he’s in real distress, but when I ask him what’s up, he comes and walks around the bed and purrs. This goes on until I get up (around 6) and feed him and Nikki. I might become used to the sound, but I’m dreading the day the neighbours start to complain. Ten minutes after he’s had his breakfast, he is snoozing on the bed — with his head on the pillow, no less — and when I walk by, he flexes his ears as if to say, "Keep it down, will you, I’m trying to sleep here." — Marina, looking forward to yet another day as a zombie
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| Three nights in a row now, Frank has woken me up at 3-4 am by walking around | the apartment and yowling mournfully. He sounds as if he’s in real distress, | but when I ask him what’s up, he comes and walks around the bed and purrs. | This goes on until I get up (around 6) and feed him and Nikki. I might | become used to the sound, but I’m dreading the day the neighbours start to | complain. | | Ten minutes after he’s had his breakfast, he is snoozing on the bed — with | his head on the pillow, no less — and when I walk by, he flexes his ears as | if to say, "Keep it down, will you, I’m trying to sleep here." | — | Marina, looking forward to yet another day as a zombie Frank might think the nights are getting too dark and boring … he wants more action! playtime! You need softer slippers not to wake him after he had his brekkie! mentioning your neighbours I was reminded of this funny post on the Norwegian cat NG today, something like this: "Last Saturday when I got back from Ikea there were two policemen in the house. The neighbours believed I was torturing the cat … because of this I now wish to do something I was thinking about having done already for while. Does anyone know a good vet clinic in the XX area where we could get a spaying done?" The poster said the police were very understanding when the situation became clear. — lewe lewemi at yahoo dot se | cat pics: photos.yahoo.com/lewemi
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mentioning your neighbours I was reminded of this funny post on the Norwegian cat NG today, something like this: "Last Saturday when I got back from Ikea there were two policemen in the house. The neighbours believed I was torturing the cat … because of this I now wish to do something I was thinking about having done already for while. Does anyone know a good vet clinic in the XX area where we could get a spaying done?" The poster said the police were very understanding when the situation became clear.
LOL! One neighbour actually said to me one day, when she saw me opening the door to my apartment, that she felt so sorry for the poor little kitty who’s meowing with loneliness in that apartment all day. Argh! Frank has been yowling during the day as well. I told her he’s not alone, he has a nice little playmate, so she shouldn’t worry about him being lonesome. I guess it’s nice that she cares. — Marina
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Would it help if you fed him when he wakes you up? Best wishes and purrs for your uninterrupted sleep, Marina, — Polonca & Soncek
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Feeding him would guarantee he wakes her up every night at that time, for the rest of his life (or hers). — Joy
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Would it help if you fed him when he wakes you up? Best wishes and purrs for your uninterrupted sleep, Marina, — Polonca & Soncek Three nights in a row now, Frank has woken me up at 3-4 am by walking around the apartment and yowling mournfully. <snip
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things to say about Re: Wake-up call: Would it help if you fed him when he wakes you up?
Seems to me that would just encourage him to wake her up if she rewards him for it, but that’s JMHO. — Seanette Blaylock "You attribute perfect rationality to the whole of humanity, which has to be one of the most misguided assumptions ever." – Alan Krueger in NANAE [make obvious correction to address to send e-mail]
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Feeding him would guarantee he wakes her up every night at that time, for the rest of his life (or hers).
Yes, I agree, that would probably be a bad idea, because he would think he is rewarded for waking me up. He has been a good boy now for two nights, and slept all through. He still occupies the bed after I get up, and glares at me to keep quiet and not disturb his royal sleep. — Marina
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