The Morning Roar

This morning started with a roar! The Owner seemed displeased somehow. 

I have recently seen videos of lots of cute cats patting their owners face in an effort to wake them up and then their owner smiles as they open their eyes and see their loyal pet and there are many comments and voice overs that seem to suggest that this kind of awakening is very well received by hoomuns the world over. In The Owners case it must go wrong somewhere between him waking up and him coming down the stairs because by the time he gets to the kitchen he is in a right foul bait. So I thought I would get to him before he descends the stairs and see if I could get the best of his day. At about two this morning I heard him start to fidget upstairs which is followed ten minutes later by him coming downstairs for the inevitable wee. He pays scant attention to me at that time of the day unless I happen to be laying across the doorway of the bathroom door so my disappearance upstairs whilst he was in the bathroom went unnoticed. I went through the upstairs living room and past the beanbag knowing that by the time he gets to the bean bag, and finds me asleep in it, he is already grumpy. I crawled under his bed and dragged a sheepskin rug with me to lie on. The Owner came grumbling back upstairs without any lights on so didn't notice me, although I thought I may have been rumbled when he stopped briefly where the sheepskin rug was and mumbled, "Where the hell has that gone?", but continued to clamber back in to his bed. 

This morning, excited at the prospect of seeing The Owner happy, I was awake at first light. Well it was daylight.... just! So I crept out from under the bed and took a wander across to the wardrobes to get a better look at the slumbering shape of The Owner. Yes! I had timed it right, he was still asleep! So I ran across the bedroom and jumped. So, ok, I did miss my footing a little and tripped over the end of the bed in mid flight and landed in a slightly confused heap on top of The Owner, but I hardly think it warranted his reaction! I thought it best to go downstairs quickly and get back on my duvet quick. I had hopes that he may have put it all down to just a bad dream but judging by the way he threw my breakfast in my dish and the scowl upon his face as he did so, I think his memory is working ok. I will try that again another time, only without the trip!