It's past my mealtime!

It's 7:30AM & no one is awake to feed me. It seems to be a trend on the weekends that my breakfast is served at many different times, depending on when Amber & Matt wake up. I've grown accustomed to not receiving it as early as I normally do during the week, but I've also worked on some tricks to wake them up.

I've got a mouse with a bell on it's tail. If I bat that around a couple of times, they're sure to hear it. Or, I could wap at that ball I got for Christmas from Matt's sister. It lights up and makes a pretty annoying sound as soon as it starts rolling. Actually, even that annoys me. I've taken to my most recent gift: a ping pong ball. When I hit that around the room, you'd think someone was playing ping pong. I can always just sit at their door and scratch until they wake up.

Actually, I think I'll sneak into the bedroom, since it appears they were dumb enough to leave the door open. Amber is usually easier to get up. If she has any skin not underneath a blanket, I'll just nudge her with my nose. The wetness of it is usually enough to get her up. Otherwise, all I have to do is stand near her face, normally on her chest or her shoulder, start kneeding into the blanket & if that doesnt work, add a swipe to the mix. Don't worry, I don't swipe at her face, I'll get her on the top of the head someplace.

I will continue to do this every time she fakes me out as if she's getting up. I've got all the time in the world. Well, before I go back to sleep.