I've been practicing tomorrow's schedule. It involves getting up and out early to be at Merle Hay by 10. Two Faced is a great alarm clock. I fed, watered, voided and weighed, then went back to sleep. Promptly at 9:00, she got in my face. I'd evidently been a slug-a-bed long enough in her opinion, so, she was all up and at 'em. She didn't want back in with the kittens. She wasn't hungry or thirsty. She just wanted my companionship, evidently.
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