This is an occasional Sunday feature where my cat, pardon, Her Majesty the Cat, offers her more or less gracious insight into my (and her) life.
I might
have mentioned I help Pepca wake up in the morning before. Here is how it goes:
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The Alarm Clock goes off.
Pepca:
*makes indistinct noise* *stops the alarm clock*
Me: *meows gently*, which means: “Good morning, sleepyhead! Did you sleep well?”
Pepca:
*stays still*
Me: *meows
a little louder*, meaning: “Hey, good morning! Did you have a pleasant
night? Good! Get up, sunshine! ”
Pepca:
*mumbles something like: “Just a few more minutes, I’m soooo sleepy.”*
Me:
*persists* Meow! Meow! Meow! (read: Come on, get up, it’s a nice day, get up,
feed me, get to work!)
Pepca:
*grumbles* “Shut up, stupid cat. I want to
nap just a bit longer.”
Me: *makes a few quiet, sad meows and one loud, insulted-like sounding MEOW* *sulks*
Pepca: *feels guilty* *hopes I'd give up*
Pepca: *feels guilty* *hopes I'd give up*
Me: *waits a few moments* *gathers strength* MEOW! MEOOOOW! MEOW, MEOW! MEOOOW! (read: “GET UP, GET UP, GET UP, YOU LAZY! I’M HUUUUNGRY! GEEEET UP!)
Pepca: “All right, all right, I'm coming, just a minute!” *appears from her bedroom*
Me: *smiles inwardly* *thinks: “Mission
accomplished!”*
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May all
your mornings be bright and cheerful!
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