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It’s morning here on the Court.  Awake before 6:00, I go about the business of preparing for work:

1) Feed the cats

2) Clean the litter box

3) Separate the snarling cats

4) Let some of the cats out for the day

5) Do all the things I need (coffee, clean up kitchen debris, etc)

6) Stop and have the coffee and read the news (on line of course)

7) Separate snarling cats again

8) Feed the squirrels

9) Get out the door and drive to work, it’s got to be quieter there.

Breakfast is a busy time here; the visitor cats (yep, still here) are very active at night so they want a good meal before the curl up and sleep the day away.  The predator wants a good meal before she goes out to stalk anything smaller than she is.  The Big Guy prefers wet food in the morning, goes out side for a bit then comes back in for the next course, dry food.  Missey, always the picky eater, samples the wet bowl and daintily steps away, not wanting to let on that she really likes this one or that one.

A half hour after the morning’s activity starts, they’ve all  had their fill and drift off to different parts of the house; some to sleep and others to begin the day’s adventures.

Predator sits by me at the table, cautiously sniffing each item on my plate.  She does not like human food but I believe she is cataloging the smells, trying to identify the source.  It’s like she is compiling a list of things she’d like to hunt (eggs, they’re from birds and they’re good to eat….  yogurt is from cows, too big to attack…) and on it goes.  She tires of this and goes out to the back yard.

Missey settles down on the floor by the TV.  From here she can see the both the hallway to the bedrooms and the back door; easy for her to keep track of the comings and goings of the rest of the pride.  As she is the pride’s alpha, she needs to keep an eye out for them.

I’m finishing the coffee, the news and it’s off to work.


The Oak Court Cats are early risers; usually awake long before I get out of bed around 6 in the morning.  I don’t even know if they sleep throughout the night.  With their strange sleeping patterns (cats average 16 hours sleep within a 23 hour day), these guys are up and down all night.

Regardless of the fact they are not on the same sleep cycle as the human inhabitants here, they expect to be fed when the first human wakes up in the morning.   It’s as if they assume the human gets out of bed just to feed them.  If they don’t get fed, they take it upon themselves to make noise, create havoc and wake someone up.

This morning was no different.  I worked late last night and decided to sleep in.  I didn’t set the alarm clock.  Never gave it a second thought.

They did.

At 6:05 Missey hopped up onto the pillow.  a few minutes later the Predator, who was sleeping on my bureau, jumped off and onto my legs. The tabby followed a few minutes later, chased in by the big guy.  At 6:15 I gave up, put the glasses on and got out of bed.  The four of them followed me out to the kitchen and waited patiently as I cleaned the bowls and filled them with  wet food.

It’s the daily routine; doesn’t change at all, day in and day out.  It’s been the routine for over 18 years now.   I don’t know what happens when I’m not here;  not sure who they wake up.

Now, just in case you might think that the switch to daylight savings can put them off their schedule, you’re wrong.  I need to find out which of them can read the clock.  A few weeks ago, on the morning of the time change, they were just fine, waiting for me at the appointed hour.  Scary, isn’t it.

So, when I go to bed tonight, I’ll not set the alarm.  I know the feline alarm clocks will wake up up for breakfast.  Now, if I could only teach them how to make the coffee….