MacBros' Place

There was no way that I was going to be able to sleep in for a bit more than I usually do this morning. Not with two restless cats constantly waking me up anyway.

I swear that Brain was the worst. First he would pop his head up from underneath the futon and pounce on the edge and shake the futon a bit, waking me up. THere there were some flters laying on the floor and he would start playing with them making all kinds of racket.

It was as if he was delibritly trying to wake me to feed his fat ass.

Buddy would crawl up behind me and start snuggeling up behind my neck and massaging my neck with his paws. Now talk about being a suck up or what. Kinda hard to shoo a massage away, so yea. I ended up getting up to feed them. But I’m sure they could have waited a lot longer.

So, I cave and crawl out of bed and feed the two little buggars. Doing their dance, twirls, and prancing around as I get the food from the cabinet.

There, they’re both fed and chowing down like it was their last meal. I’m already up now. A bit early, but there’s no way I’m going back to bed.

The cats finish eating and now they’re wired and chasing each other all over the place.

In a few more minutes they’ll end up crashing and going to sleep for teh rest of the day.

I should do what they did to me and keep them awak, maybe they’ll go and pick up some coffe for my breakfast. As it seems that I’m all out.  DAMMIT!

They’re stull my buddies though.