August 21, 2011

Silent Sundays: My Furry Alarm Clock

This is what I woke up to this morning:
Yep, a little bundle of fur all curled up on my chest, nose about an inch from my own, purring like crazy. 
Don't be fooled by the sweet face into thinking this positioning has anything to do with love... nope, the little oinker was just hungry. Before my feet even hit the ground, he was off to stand by his bowl and meow pitifully.
But still, I suppose there are worse ways to wake up.



1 had something to say:

patience said...

i am soo jealous. it's not time for me to get a kitty yet. and i think i'm alergic but they are so great and cute i'll go for it anyways!

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