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This was Buddy on Saturday morning at 6:30 a.m.! I had planned on sleeping in. However, he was having no part of it. I hear this meow, meow, meow. Next he's up on the bed, head bump. Meow, meow, meow. I say hi Bubba (that is one of the many nicknames he has). This happened a couple times and then I tried to drift back to sleep. Next....
I hear something strange and I roll over to see him on top of my dresser which is full of things he can knock down and also where he KNOWS he is not supposed to be. (This was one of the things he did many years ago to get me out of bed. He would get onto the dresser and I would see his little paw tapping things onto the floor) I say Bubba! Get down! A meowrrrrr...and he jumps down.
I give up.
I get up, give him his dry food and make my morning coffee. Life was good, I had tons of things to get done on the weekend.
Dear Buddy ... Cassie thinks you did excellent work! I think this is very similar to what happens at my house :rolleyes: :love:. Please have your mum give you a hug from us! (for Tink and Mama Kitty too)