The cats have apparently decided it is totally cool to wake me up at 3:30am.
Normally when this happens I just kick everyone out of the bedroom and they sulk until I get up and feed them 2 hours later. Except on days when Dorian decides to throw things on the floor. I am now down another coffee cup, which he had to actually lift off of the drying rack cup-tabs in order to shove to the edge of the counter and shatter. At 4am. Because I love vacuuming shards of pottery at 4am.
Normally when this happens I just kick everyone out of the bedroom and they sulk until I get up and feed them 2 hours later. Except on days when Dorian decides to throw things on the floor. I am now down another coffee cup, which he had to actually lift off of the drying rack cup-tabs in order to shove to the edge of the counter and shatter. At 4am. Because I love vacuuming shards of pottery at 4am.


is there?