This week I have been starting a bit later for work so rather than getting up at 4.15, I am getting up at 5.15. I was looking forward to enjoying my extra hour in bed but I hadn’t allowed for Oscars demands for his brekkie!
From 4.15 every morning this week I have been woken up by loud purring and a him stomping all over me (little bugger). I must say though I am quite impressed with his timekeeping he must have a little furry watch somewhere. What does surprise me though is, he never does it on a Sunday which is the only day I get a lie in. So he must know not only the time but also what day it is, perhaps he’s not such a thickie after all!
Can cats tell the time?
