Who needs an Alarm clock when you have…NERO THE CAT…OMG, he is such a darling until he wakes you at 4 am on a Saturday morning. That is two weeks in a row and I’ve discovered why this happens. Partly my own fault to say the least, however, this Friday, I won’t get it wrong.
Nero generally sleeps with me, in my room or puts himself to bed in his basket in the lounge. He does sometimes roam at night, though I don’t always notice, I’m too deaf to notice, though I do feel him when he jumps up on me and walks straight down my middle until he’s tucked himself under my chin, giving me a mouthful of fur.
I think we’ve now sorted the 4 am wake up call at the weekend. However, there is more to his charm than stomping all over you with his…
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