muhammad ali has reincarnated in the shape of a white fat sea lion polar bear kitty named buster. buster has got into a bad habit of punching me in the face with his little paw for food accompanied by a "im dying of hunger" meow. it started happening once at 6 am, which i was ok with because thats about the time i get up for work anyways. good kitty making sure mommy wakes up...
but then it turned into 5:30 am then 5 am... so i decided to just give his big ol belly an extra scoop of food before i went to bed so he wouldnt bother me. nom nom nom. but did it work? no no no. he just ate it all and still woke me up for more.
but last night buster got smart. he realized if he hits me i will give him food. so he decided to hit me about every hour and a half for more food. after the second time i pushed him off the bed, said no, but he kept punching me and then running to the closet where the food was, trying to scratch through the wood furiously with all his might. for sleeps sake, i gave in.
found this article about cats disturbing sleep:
8. Don't Give In To Food Demands: If your sleep annoyance is those little pitty-pats or nose bumps to your cheeks in early morning hours when kitty thinks it's time for breakfast, don't allow her to train you. Tell her firmly, "no!," then cover your head with the sheet, blanket, or even pillow, if necessary. When your own clock (internal or table model) tells you it's time to wake up, feed her immediately. She'll soon learn that breakfast is served on your schedule rather than hers.
buster did not take no for an answer. nor do i want to suffocate myself with a pillow. i guess im going to have to sleep with a spray bottle til fatty mckitty learns to wait to eat breakfast like the rest of us. (ok, i ended up snacking too since i was up... those pizza puffs are addictive!)
...but dont worry. i got my revenge. buster didnt get much sleep this morning, despite his glares, while i got ready for work. the blow driers a magical thing...
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