Today’s morning ballet was particularly well choreographed.
At 8:14:50, James ran the coffee grinder.
At 8:14:54, the grinder stopped, I went “Grunnnghggh…” and opened one eye.
At 8:14:55, having been hovering patiently, like a Siamese hawk, Athena dove at my face and began licking my nose frantically. Not being in the mood for nose licking from somebody who’s breath smells like diseased salmon, I flailed and gronked.
At 8:14:57, the cat took off running, with the accompanying herd-of-tiny-mustangs noise.
At 8:14:58, I closed the eye and thought “I could get a few more minutes of sleep…”
At 8:15:00, the alarm went off.
Variations on this theme play out most days, but the fact that cat and husband managed to get me out of bed within ten seconds shows that they’re really on top of their game this morning.