I was woken yesterday in the icy and ungodly darkness of 5:00 a.m. by a very tiny, very cold, slightly moist jab in someplace that was warm, happy and otherwise sound asleep.
This assault was followed, of course, by a very weak, very plaintive, quavering meow.
It appears that while I took the time on Sunday to adjust the clocks on the microwave, oven and coffee pot by one hour, I neglected to set the cat back.
You hit the nail on the head! So…that’s why Max is sitting outside the kitchen window, staring at me in the dark! Cute pictures of your kitties!
I know! They’ve been so awesome about sleeping on the foot of the bed and not requesting to dine until I get up, then it all went kerblooey yesterday. Took me a minute to figure out they thought I was an hour late with their breakfast service!