Jan 14 2009
Let Sleeping Cats Lie
Silly me, I forgot to fill up my cat’s food bowl before I went to bed last night. Even though they basically eat all day and have food out all the time, the empty bowl still managed to piss them off.
At 3am Steve woke me up by pawing my face. I pushed him away, and at 3:30am he was back again, meowing in my ear. Around 4am Pickles walked on my stomach and woke me up, I pushed her away too, and sometime later she came back and licked my arm until I hid it under the covers.
Then, and this is the worst, Steve came back 3 minutes before my alarm was to go off and woke me up again. It’s like, Do I wake up and get ready? Or take those precious three minutes and try to go back to sleep?
I ended up just getting up, because I knew they’d make their rounds again before the three minutes were up.
But, it kind of makes up for it when I come home and see them like this:
They look so adorable all crammed together in their bed. And when Steve (the black cat) is sleeping like this and my sister comes over, she only has one rule to follow: Don’t Wake The Beast!
That means that she can’t pet him, or carry him over to the couch to sit, because once he’s awake, then he starts to cause trouble. Hmm, just like a man. 
