Mornings

I love mornings.
I love it when Mama and BFF gets up and gives me a good long snuggle. They rub my belly and tell me how cute I am.
Then I sit on the couch and wait for the kids’ doors to open. (would you believe the gall? They close their doors now so I don’t come wake them up. Like they could want anything more than to see my adorable face when I’m thinking about them at 2 a.m.) I run upstairs as soon as I hear a door handle turn so I can greet each friend as they awaken.
The biggest problem is waiting for morning to actually arrive. So sometimes I try to push the clock a bit and go wake up Mama when I think it should be morning. She’s never happy with this and sends me out (and closes her door! of all the nerve). Someday she’ll realize that the 2am club is the most special club around and join me in it!