Mornings are not usually peaceful around here and unfortunately not very heavenly. That's when my Trevor starts reminding me that his food dish is empty. When the meowing doesn't work, he walks on me. It's OK really, because it's usually time for me to get up anyway (except on weekends...........he follows the same schedule 7 days a week). Anyway, cuddle time for me is in the evening. The kitties are winding down from their hectic day at the window, watching the birds and whatever it is that they see. When they are all tired out they camp out in bed on my legs. Then we all drift off to dreamland. Oh and then there's Bella, hogging the bed too.