Dot says I am not allowed to sleep past 1100

Silly post incoming.

Dot is our 9 year old cat.

She is a brat.

And deeply bonded to me.

Oh, so deeply.

Her favorite thing to do when she is not sleeping is to sit in touching distance.


I’m not sure what she thinks I am going to do.

When I drive up from a call case, not matter the time, her little head is in the window.

And when I start up the stairs she meows at me. I’m not sure what she’s saying, she’s still inside, and I can’t hear her. And she’s a cat. Probably something along the lines of “where have you been, lady!”

I unlock the door and head inside. And she meows at me, and does that cute little ankle rub that all cats do. She accompanies while I lock down the house for the night and turn off the lights. She heads to the bathroom at the same time when I am brushing my teeth and getting ready for bed. And drinks water out of her cup that lives in the bathtub. The cup used to live on the counter but she kept knocking it over when they drank it down to half full. Because she’s a brat.

Sometimes she sleeps with us, most of the time she sleeps in the office distraction chair.

She does this no matter what time I get home: 2300, 0000, 0200, 0400, 0600, 0800.

But she started doing something obnoxious since I’ve worked the call job. I’m not sure if it is because I am home more, or what.

No matter what time I head to bed, even if it is after morning feeding time, she has to wake me up by 1100. Usually by applying her whiskers to my face in whisker torture.

Every damn morning.

As soon as she sees that I am awake, she curls up in a ball next to me and goes to sleep.

Why 1100?

Don’t know.

And she loves Zoom, especially the camera. I have to warn members of the zoom meeting I am on that they may see a white cat and her name is Dot and she has zero zoom chill.

Right now she is sitting at the top of the stairs, waiting for me to go downstairs.

Again, I have no idea why.

I mention it because she did it again this morning, even after I got to bed at 0500. And now I am tired.

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