Now I understand Emily 's pain.
For the past two nights she was not at home,
so due to order of age/usual wake-up time/preferences /light-sleeperness,
Momo decided to make me the next honourable victim for the weekend.
So at 6-7am he stationed himself next to me
and screamed his lungs out.
Not waking up?
He proceeded to my legs to nip at them.
STILL not waking up?
He moved to in front of my face,
and like Emily,
I too worried that he would bite my nose.
So I nudged his face away and politely asked him to shut up.
Of course he got what he wanted within a few minutes.
I dragged myself out of bed,
poured kibbles for all of them,
and went back to sleep.
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