My mornings are starting earlier and earlier. The sun rises around 5:30 or so these days and the boys are determined I should be up with it. It's a bit like having a newborn baby in the house - but more irritating. My next door neighbours actually have a newborn and they tell me she sleeps so maybe I should kindly offer to swap the fur-brains for the baby for a couple of nights to help out? They might just take me up on it. Suckers. This morning Rufus did his trick where he knocks over the giant vase with a great crash to get the sleeping Big Cat's attention. This was at 6:15. Now I'm used to the noise but what I'm really worried about is that the vase will fall on his doofus brother one morning crushing him. So I plan to move the vase into the bathroom each night before I go to bed. Then we'll see what they come up with. Maybe slamming the study door. Rooney does this already and gets trapped in the room for hours.... Wait this is going to be great. They both go into the study. Slam the door. And get trapped.
Meanwhile the Big Cat peacefully snoozes. Perfect. xxx dad
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