Cats Don’t Get The Daylight Savings Thing
Most American humans don’t get it either. All I know is that Mr. Kitty came in like clockwork this morning to wake me up, except that instead of my clock reading 5am, it read 4am. Actually, it was 3:51am when he jumped on my head. Nice.
I managed to put him off until about 5:15am. It was at that time when he poked his head under the hand I had covering my face and he managed to nip my nose.
I will be napping later. Maybe.
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