The Divine Ms. P: Well colour me shocked -- in a good way.
I like the first meal of the day to be served nice and early, which is why I usually start my gentle morning wake up call between 4 and 4:30 a.m. (There's a reason why my humans feel like zombies all the time.)
Yesterday was day three of the Man's four-day holiday weekend. I was feeling generous and allowed him to sleep in a bit.
At 5 a.m. he woke up all on his own, got up and headed straight for the kitchen. At first I didn't bother leaving the bed because I've learned to keep my expectations to a minimum, but a few minutes later when I heard the right kitchen sounds I left my warm, comfy spot on my pillow and seconds later I was eating breakfast.
Mid-afternoon (again without any prompting), the woman got up in the midst of watching "Malice Aforethought" and fed us.
Perhaps my years of patient training are FINALLY starting to pay off!!! Then again, Christmas is over, so maybe it's a Hanukkah miracle. Or, it could be just a weird fluke because of the way the stars and planets were lined up. In any event, it was a good day.
the jumping dogs of the folies bergere, 1890
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