Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Befuddled on Tuesday (morning)
This morning about 4 am, I sat on the dressing table and woke Mom up. I was hungry, I had every right to let her know it, didn't I?
But sometimes the hoomins get so deeply asleep, they are kinda stupid when they are suddenly woken. Like today. Mom sits straight up, looks at the clock, points to it and demands of me "Do you know what time it is???"
Uh no, Mom, I don't. I'm a kitteh, I can't read a clock. (Leia claims to be able to but I think she's just being a Smarty McFurPants. It's not like I could prove her wrong, is it?)
Anyway, we did get our breakfast - eventually - followed by some loud catnipping and later, more demands of Mom of a mysterious nature. Just because I could.