meow...meow...meow

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.

However...this morning...when I HAVE to get up, where do you think he is? No where to be found and my alarm clock which I bought at Dollar General for like $5.00 is malfunctioning. So I am up an hour late and rushing around to get ready.

I do love him though.
Head bumpies and purrs and even the distressed meows. I couldn't live without them. :)

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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.

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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)

When Sparkle is hungry, there is no place to hide! :D

If I am in bed, the night table is cleared of items.

If I am sitting here in the Family Room, either on the laptop (like now) or watching TV, the top of the entertainment center gets cleared. I MOVE before the stereo has even gone over the edge! :eek:

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Originally Posted by cassiesmom

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)

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Hugs for everyone from you!

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Originally Posted by Freedom

When Sparkle is hungry, there is no place to hide! :D

If I am in bed, the night table is cleared of items.

If I am sitting here in the Family Room, either on the laptop (like now) or watching TV, the top of the entertainment center gets cleared. I MOVE before the stereo has even gone over the edge! :eek:

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Oh this made me laugh. So this is typical cat behavior. :D

pssst... Buddy... Cassie here... I've found that the "wake up and feed me game" is just as much fun at 5 AM as it is at 6:30 ;) I also do it at a little different time each morning to mess with my food lady's head. She knows I am usually hungry between 5:30 and 6 AM- so sometimes I call her a little earlier. Keeps it interesting. When she puts on her glasses and switches on the lamp, I know I have the upper paw. When she sits up and says, "Okay - what?" I know I've won!

Purrs,
Cassie

Buddy, I understand completely. Hoomans don't get it. Right now there's something called "air conditioning" on so the windows are closed. No wonder I get confused! The windows are supposed to be open and the birdies singing so I know when to get my purrents up. How can I help it if I get the time a little wrong?

Call me; we'll chat.:love:

Purrs, Pinot

Hi Buddy! I start working on mine at about 4:00am! She thinks I don't need to eat breakfast before 5:00am. She's wrong, of course, as we all know.

You're doing good work! Keep at it.

Sydney

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Originally Posted by cassiesmom

pssst... Buddy... Cassie here... I've found that the "wake up and feed me game" is just as much fun at 5 AM as it is at 6:30 ;) I also do it at a little different time each morning to mess with my food lady's head. She knows I am usually hungry between 5:30 and 6 AM- so sometimes I call her a little earlier. Keeps it interesting. When she puts on her glasses and switches on the lamp, I know I have the upper paw. When she sits up and says, "Okay - what?" I know I've won!

Purrs,
Cassie

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Originally Posted by Pinot's Mom

Buddy, I understand completely. Hoomans don't get it. Right now there's something called "air conditioning" on so the windows are closed. No wonder I get confused! The windows are supposed to be open and the birdies singing so I know when to get my purrents up. How can I help it if I get the time a little wrong?

Call me; we'll chat.:love:

Purrs, Pinot

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Originally Posted by phesina

Hi Buddy! I start working on mine at about 4:00am! She thinks I don't need to eat breakfast before 5:00am. She's wrong, of course, as we all know.

You're doing good work! Keep at it.

Sydney

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I am sure Buddy will take all of the highly valuable information into thought. Thanks for that!

Buddy knows all about the glasses. I used to always just put my glasses on the nightstand until he came along years ago. I learned very quickly that I needed to get a glasses case and keep it near or under my pillow. I spent too many mornings searching for my glasses under the bed and I am VERY blind without my glasses. :D

What they don't understand is, food is to be provided at Food O'Clock.

And the cat, NOT the attendant, is the one who determines just when that comes along in the humans' local time zone.

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Originally Posted by phesina

What they don't understand is, food is to be provided at Food O'Clock.

And the cat, NOT the attendant, is the one who determines just when that comes along in the humans' local time zone.

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Yea they don't get that do they. However, I guess if their bellies are growling they are forced to meow about it. :p

Wait a minute...I doubt my guys ever have growling bellies because their bowls always have food in them.

My slave won't fill my crunchies bowl when I demand it! Don't they know if there's ONE kibble missing, it's empty?--Diamond

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Originally Posted by smokey the elder

My slave won't fill my crunchies bowl when I demand it! Don't they know if there's ONE kibble missing, it's empty?--Diamond

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Oh! That is what it is. There is a special count/number of pieces that have to be in the bowl. Thank you for clearing that up Diamond. :)

I just get stared at. Coco starts it, then the rest sidle next to him and follow suit. It's funny but also kinda creepy, seeing 4 pairs of eyes just staring. No one meows or moves, just stares.

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Originally Posted by Medusa

I just get stared at. Coco starts it, then the rest sidle next to him and follow suit. It's funny but also kinda creepy, seeing 4 pairs of eyes just staring. No one meows or moves, just stares.

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Too funny!

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Originally Posted by cassiesmom

pssst... Buddy... Cassie here... I've found that the "wake up and feed me game" is just as much fun at 5 AM as it is at 6:30 ;) I also do it at a little different time each morning to mess with my food lady's head. She knows I am usually hungry between 5:30 and 6 AM- so sometimes I call her a little earlier. Keeps it interesting. When she puts on her glasses and switches on the lamp, I know I have the upper paw. When she sits up and says, "Okay - what?" I know I've won!

Purrs,
Cassie

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Dear Buddy-- You inspired me! I got my food lady to turn on the lamp and put on her glasses at 5:47 this morning! That was a little earlier than yesterday, just to keep her on her toes.

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Originally Posted by smokey the elder

My slave won't fill my crunchies bowl when I demand it! Don't they know if there's ONE kibble missing, it's empty?--Diamond

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Dear Diamond, I will have to try this with my food lady! She is slow to top up my dry food sometimes. Thank you for the idea!

Purrs, head bumpies and lovies,
Cassie

Hi all my kitty friends - Myndi here............

Now don't go thinking that cats alone have the monopoly of evoking an early wake up call. Sparky and I have figured out how to get Mom up when we want her up, even if we're not hungry. We just bark, or get in her face, and she's up in a flash. It didn't used to be that way tho - she would just tell us to hush up and go back to sleep - and this could happen anywhere between 2 a.m. and around 5:30 a.m. Okay - so we went back to sleep eventually - after we pooped or peed on the floor. :eek::p You see kitties - dogs don't do litter boxes - we have to go outside and do our business in the yard - which really isn't all that bad (except when it snows) ! So now Mom has learned to take us seriously and she's up when we want her up - even if we're just joking and don't have to go afterall. Tee-hee-hee!!! She doesn't know if we were serious or not until we get outside, so she just gets up when we say to get up, and she suffers in silence. It's either get up or clean up most of the time tho....:D

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Originally Posted by Medusa

I just get stared at. Coco starts it, then the rest sidle next to him and follow suit. It's funny but also kinda creepy, seeing 4 pairs of eyes just staring. No one meows or moves, just stares.

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I loved this :D :D When we got Limpet, one of the things many people warned us about with Russians was their immoderate affection for food. Not to mention that she must have spent about half her early life scrounging Skid Row back alleys for enough to feed three before someone took her and her kittens to the SPCA. We determined we'd give her enough crunchies to see her through every day, and then ONCE every day at (around) 5pm, a small scoop of wet food.

And I went and had this clever idea. She was just so heartbreakingly alert and responsive and eager to figure out all our routines and 'rules' and fit herself in and become a member of the household with us. I had this lovely brainwave (I thought) that every day at wet-food time I would make a little lip-smacking noise to let her know the moment had come. Well, it worked in the sense that she caught on INSTANTLY. It failed to work in the sense that she didn't just get on with the rest of her life until the lips smacked. Instead, right from day two, she started waiting for that noise at about 2pm, and she'd station herself as close to my face as she could safely get, which usually meant on the edge of my desk just to the right of the monitor - eye-level and about 16 inches away. And then she would just sit there and look. at. my. lips. I felt like Dubya's dad. Unceasing. Unwavering. Did you know certain cats never blink? I work freelance contracts, and I hate to think how many preliminary phone interviews I tried to stumble through with a cat staring like a laser beam at my mouth atndtwitching as I framed every word. You start to gibber and flinch under conditions like that.

I had to be careful not to part my lips for the next swig of coffee until the mug was right at my mouth and hiding them, or she'd sway forwards and *almost* start the whole mad-dash-for-food by falling off the edge of the desk. And then when the signal finally came she'd get so turned inside out usually did. See, it was like all four of her feet leapt into instant action at the same time and tripped her up :D

She was just gorgeous, our little cat.