For the second day in a row, I've awakened at 3:45 a.m. with Vinny's butt in my face.
Normally, when he has decided it's time to get up and also time for me to get up to play with him, he'll jump up on me and then stare intently.
This works just fine! I try to explain to him. The extra 15 minutes isn't really necessary in my scheme o' things.
But no. Butt in face. And he's not quite grasping the concept that his butt, in fact, is not a scratch 'n sniff sticker.
Jeebus, but I'm an enabler.
I think I'm grateful to him for waking me up this morning though because I was dreaming I was on a road trip to Tupelo with the church of brunchers and we were all singing along to this...
Hey Lolly Lolly
Hey Lolly Lolly
Hey Lolly Lolly
Just doin' my thing.
1 comment:
Oh my! I'm not sure which is more disturbing... the cat butt or this song!
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