Every morning Tom and I go through this little ritual before getting out of bed. He has to rake my beard with his claws or tap at various parts of my face until I am up and out of bed and downstairs filling his bowl with food. Of course I have to make a pitstop on the way down, so he just sits on the edge of the tub and screeches his dissatisfaction with my going the bathroom.
Thankfully, he’s the only creature that’s ‘screeched’ at the sight of my dink.
What I find curious is that while I was in Massachusetts this week, Earl did not have to go through the same sort of routine. Apparently Tom patiently waited for Earl to get out of bed, do his thing, take a shower and get dressed before getting his kitty chow breakfast.
I think we know who does the spoiling in this family.
Nala does the same with me and Erik… she is so spoiled she bothers us both for her agenda! Earl is lucky…
Sounds like kitty has you all figured out!