Originally posted by RICHARD
It's six thirty in the morning.

It's about 55 outside and you are warm and cuddly in your bed clothes.

The cat begins to meow quite loudly, demanding something.

What do you do?
Throw my pillow at him. And I say him because that would be Ron begging for food. He starts meowing about 5 minutes before my alarm clock goes off. He thinks I have the alarm clock for him. It is his dinner bell.