Please to be noting the finest alarm clock on the planet:

For the few who might not know, that is my kitty Pumpernickel. He is much love, except he knows my schedule -- he knows when I should be awake, and will harass me to death until I get out of bed and stay out of bed. He also knows when I should be going to bed, and begins to harass me in the evenings. He will even follow me around on my routine to ensure I do not deviate -- get somethig to drink, go to the bathroom, turn off lights, crawl into bed. Then he plops down and curls up with me for a bit, then wanders off to play with Kyo when he's assured I will be staying put. Eventually they both come back to sleep with me.
I am not allowed to sleep in past seven these days, cause the little bastard simply will not allow me to stay in bed. He prods and pokes and if I am surpremely lazy the claws come out. The bastard takes his self-appointed mission of regulating my sleep very seriously.
So, some less than dignified images of the world's most aggravating alarm clock:


And just for fun, this is me playing victim to Kyo, my roommie's cat. He thinks my boobs exist for his dozing pleasure:

For the few who might not know, that is my kitty Pumpernickel. He is much love, except he knows my schedule -- he knows when I should be awake, and will harass me to death until I get out of bed and stay out of bed. He also knows when I should be going to bed, and begins to harass me in the evenings. He will even follow me around on my routine to ensure I do not deviate -- get somethig to drink, go to the bathroom, turn off lights, crawl into bed. Then he plops down and curls up with me for a bit, then wanders off to play with Kyo when he's assured I will be staying put. Eventually they both come back to sleep with me.
I am not allowed to sleep in past seven these days, cause the little bastard simply will not allow me to stay in bed. He prods and pokes and if I am surpremely lazy the claws come out. The bastard takes his self-appointed mission of regulating my sleep very seriously.
So, some less than dignified images of the world's most aggravating alarm clock:
And just for fun, this is me playing victim to Kyo, my roommie's cat. He thinks my boobs exist for his dozing pleasure:
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Date: 2008-03-30 11:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-30 12:26 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-03-30 12:53 pm (UTC)Sorry Nickel is so good at his job. I read about this one woman whose cat's job was to keep the bed from floating away when the sun hits it. Too bad Nickel can't switch his work ethic to something like that.
My cats don't have jobs, per se, though they will form a gang if they think I've slept too much.
Now that you are up, I hope this is a great day! <3
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Date: 2008-03-30 12:59 pm (UTC)*laugh* Now there's a job *I* wouldn't mind ^_~ I luffs my kitty, even when he pulls out the claws in 'bitch, get up now!' fashion.
^___^ Thanks! I have an orange kitty attempting to block my keyboard, but otherwise all is well! The very same to you <3
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Date: 2008-03-30 12:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-30 01:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-30 01:50 pm (UTC)Heh. My brother's "alarm clock" pounces on his head every morning at 4:30AM. And then goes under his bed to wait until he stands up, and then the cat attacks his ankles. Funniest damn thing ever. :p
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Date: 2008-03-30 02:27 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-03-30 03:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-30 05:24 pm (UTC)*flails madly*
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Date: 2008-03-30 08:54 pm (UTC)But Diva was biting my big toe.
I share your pain. :)
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Date: 2008-03-30 10:28 pm (UTC)no subject
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