Some of you marveled yesterday at how well I have Mom trained. It's true she is well trained. It wasn't always this way, it's been many years of hard work on my part.
As a kitten my late night requests were all for attention and playtime, these early requests were ignored or quickly silenced with a pet. In my middle years my late night requests centered on snugs and calling attention to any empty bowls. I was a bit more insistent by then.
I have found that being a senior kitizen has its rewards. Now when I cry in the middle of the night, I have Mom's attention. In part because she's always concerned for my health and well being, and in part because I have found the perfect mew that cuts through her sleep. When this mew is issued in five minute or less intervals... she is putty in in my paws.
Now you have to be careful kitties, human parents can worry, and you might find yourself at the VET, just to be sure everything is okay. This is not OKAY. So this morning I was the picture of politeness. Not a mew till 5:30am and then I even waited till Mom used the bathroom before I lead her to my bowl. Rule with a velvet paw I say.