oh, cats

This morning’s approximate schedule:

6:30 am: Cat demands breakfast. Wake up, feed cat. Refill water bowl. Clean litterbox. Explain to cat that you feel as if you have now completed Herculean set of tasks, and need to sleep a bit more before attempting second breakfast.

7:00 am: Try to go back to sleep. Cat races around apartment, digs in litterbox for no apparent reason except dumping tons of litter on the floor, then decides to throw up. Repeats.

7:25 am: Drag self back out of bed, examine cat, examine litterbox, do a slapdash cleanup. Carry cat to sofa, pat him till he is distracted by birds and jumps onto side table. Doze off.

8:00 am: Wake up to cat meowing and clawing the sofa. Get up. (Again.) Wander around aimlessly until 8:30.

8:30 am: Feed the cat second breakfast. Ask if he is okay. (He is.)

8:45 am: Cat — now firmly and happily ensconced in entire pile of blankets removed from the bed — goes to sleep for morning nap.

9:00 am: Realize cat has 100% won this round.

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