This morning, I conducted one of my favorite wake up combo tactics. First, I started out with a MEOWMEOWMEOWMEOW and then climbed up on the female staffer’s chest. This didn’t really affect her. So, I paused to think. Then, I stood on my hind legs (this created an interesting effect …

I like to know when my BREAKFAST will be served and by whom. I don’t think that’s unreasonable. And, honestly, I don’t really care who the “whom” is, but I really need to know in order to craft my wake up strategy accordingly. The staff members have been very inconsistent …

Beds are very fun things. And, the poofier the blankets the better. And, as far as wake up tactics are concerned, there is nothing better than seeing a pair of pink feet hanging out of the bottom of a big fluffy down comforter. Find me a cat who can resist …

I know I don’t always give the female staff member enough credit. She’s pretty dense most of the time but sometimes I see a glimmer of intelligence and proof that she does, actually, pay attention. This morning I got BREAKFAST without even trying! It was early. I hadn’t even started …

Today I outdid myself! I incorporated my yoga moves into my BREAKFAST-getting. As usual, I began my wake up process by standing next to my female staff’s head and meowing and meowing and meowing. But there was nary a twitch from her so I sat down to ponder the situation. …

This morning, I went the loverboy route. I climbed on the female staff member’s stomach and got comfy. Meowed. Meowed. Meowed. Then, I shimmied my way up to her chest. Meowed. Meowed. Meowed. Silent Meow. Then, I scooted up onto her neck where I put my paws around her neck …

Nothing, I mean nothing says, “WAKE UP!” like the rustling of brown paper in a box. But it was the female staff’s fault for creating the opportunity, however unintentional. She left the shipping box on the floor, filled with paper. DUH. What did she expect me to do? Last night …

People don’t realize how much work I do around here. You know there’s another cat who lives here too, right? His name is Pugsley. Perfect Pugsley. He never gets in any trouble. He always uses the litter box, eats his dinner, lets the kids play with him and takes his …

Now I know all of you have experienced the Stare Down Wake up strategy. I love this because all it requires is eyeballs and patience. Simple. Poignant. Highly Effective. Want more Romeo wake up tactics? Visit my blog for all kinds of ways cats wake up their people!

This morning I decided that my staff deserved a break. She works so hard and I should be grateful that I have ahome and a full belleh. So, I did not wake her up early for BREAKFAST, instead, I let her sleep in. APRIL FOOL’S! HA! Suckers! Are you kidding …