January 10, 2009

The Natural Alarm Clock

Filed under: PolenBabble, Kvetch! Kvetch! Kvetch! — Twin C @ 8:31 am

It’s 8:30 a.m.

I got home at 2:45 last night, after choosing to freeze my ass off on the Smith/9th Street platform, waiting for the G to come instead of just springing for a car. I had the money, so it would not have been a big deal. I was a little tipsy and a little tired - perhaps I wasn’t thinking straight. However, this is not my point. My point is, why would I be up at 8:30 after getting home at 2:45?

Because of one of the only disadvantages of having Hamilton is that he is up at 8:00 a.m. every morning (sometimes a drop earlier, but not much - he’s extremely consistent), and unlike a cat, as you can dodge some paws to your cheek by hiding under the blanket and you can learn to sleep through being trodden upon, the chirps just keep on coming until you get up, take him out for a few minutes, and give him “birdie breakfast”. It’s great during the week, actually - he’s nicer to wake up to than news radio. But on the weekend, it’s a bummer. Of course he’s so freaking adorable that I can’t be mad at him. But now I’m going to try to go back to sleep, as he chomps on his seeds. . .

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