Here is our typical nighttime routine:
[9:35 PM] I brush my teeth. Cat sits on bed, stares at me. She knows what time it is. It's Bedtime Treatsie Time. Her favorite time.
[9:45 PM] I break the little tails off of the fish-shaped treats, and give them to Baby Tonks. I feed Hermy the bodies, one by one, by hand, and giggle while I listen to the crunch, crunch, crunch of chewing.
[9:47 PM] Treats are gone. Cats bound away, joyously digesting dry little nuggets.
[9:50 PM] I read my book.
[10:30 PM] I fall asleep before Mr. T comes to bed.
[3:50 AM] Cats chasing each other across the bed!!! Around. And around. And around. Baby Tonks chasing her tail... on my back. I hide under the covers and wait.
[4:00 AM] Cat sitting on rug next to bed. Stares like Batman. Silently. Watching.
[4:10 AM] Cats jumping on my head!!! Chasing. Around and around. Up and down. Bounding.
[4:30 AM] Mr. T shuts them out of bedroom. Door doesn't latch all the way.
[5:30 AM] DONK! DONK! DONK! Awake to repeated thudding. Cat is throwing herself against door. Over and over. Lots of mewing.
[6:00 AM] Door finally opens. Up and down, across my face, jumping, chasing. Yelps, meows, and screams!!! Vocals get louder and louder!!!
[6:30 AM] I get up to feed them. Hopefully tie them over and get another hour of sleep.
[7:00 AM] Mr. T gets up. Drinks caffeine. Checks email. Lots of meowing and leg rubbing on other side of apartment. Away from bedroom. Ahhhh. Sleepy-time.
[7:15 AM] Daddy is not enough. Must have both parents. Back to bedroom. More chasing, jumping, mewing. Mommy trying to sleep.
[7:30 AM] Mommy gives in. Gets up. Grumpy. Meowing and leg rubbing in kitchen.
[7:45 AM] Both cats fall fast asleep. Pleased. Both parents are awake. Exhausted from a long night.
No joke. It sucks.
THE DAILY SASS: This is truly one of my favorites. It reflects my life all too well, except Hermy's meows are much more desperate and howling-like.