Here's lovely Lucy.
In her cattish dotage.
Driving us completely round the twist with her unpredictable midnight warblings, 3 am warblings, 5 am warblings etc.
So far we have tried to mend her ways with Melatonin to regulate sleep patterns, pheremone spray to try and stick her in one happy place for the duration of the night and a combination of love and exhausted frustration.
She's 17 years old.
She sleeps from breakfast to dinnertime, then dinner to bedtime but seems to really need a high volume chat periodically through our sleeping hours.
This morning I heard her stomp up the hallway, push our bedroom door open, turn and jump up onto a storage chest in the hallway where she yowled at heart attack inducing pitch until I hopped up and gave her a pat.
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