Aaarggh! Cats and clocks

This has been a week for cats and clocks.

Tuesday, Little Boy sat on the clock radio and set of the alarm at 2:30
am. My exhaustion-addled brain went into auto mode - got up, showered, ate
breakfast, got ready for work. Then I looked at the clock. Waaaay too early
to go into work, so I laid back down "for a little while".

I woke up at 7:30 am, which is when I usually arrive at the office.
Fortunately, I am allowed to work from home once a week, so Tuesday was the
day.

Wednesday morning, with fifteen minutes before the alarm, Little Boy and
Little Feet push the clock radio onto my head. I shoved the radio back up
on the dresser and dozed until it was time to get up.

Thursday night, Little Feet slept with his chin resting on the clock
radio. Awww, how cute! Well, he also rubbed his face against it, somwtime
during the night. Right where the volume control is. I woke up an hour late
today, and had to rush out the door...

Dulce Mae was very worried, because I was in an unusual rush. Bucky was
screaming that I was late letting him OUT. NOW.


Hugs and Purrs,
Mark
--
Proof of Sanity Forged Upon Request

Mark Edwards wrote:
This has been a week for cats and clocks.

Tuesday, Little Boy sat on the clock radio and set of the alarm at 2:30
am. My exhaustion-addled brain went into auto mode - got up, showered, ate
breakfast, got ready for work. Then I looked at the clock. Waaaay too early
to go into work, so I laid back down "for a little while".

I woke up at 7:30 am, which is when I usually arrive at the office.
Fortunately, I am allowed to work from home once a week, so Tuesday was the
day.

Wednesday morning, with fifteen minutes before the alarm, Little Boy and
Little Feet push the clock radio onto my head. I shoved the radio back up
on the dresser and dozed until it was time to get up.

Thursday night, Little Feet slept with his chin resting on the clock
radio. Awww, how cute! Well, he also rubbed his face against it, somwtime
during the night. Right where the volume control is. I woke up an hour late
today, and had to rush out the door...

Dulce Mae was very worried, because I was in an unusual rush. Bucky was
screaming that I was late letting him OUT. NOW.


Hugs and Purrs,
Mark


Lots of calming purrs for you, Mark,
Polonca and Soncek