I’m going to record Malcolm’s yowling one of these days.
He’ll tromp into the bedroom in the middle of the night
and set up the most pitiable loud repetitive racket you ever heard.
Gets multiple syllables into his yowls.
The messages vary:
“Get up and put some bites in my bowl”
“Get up and let me the hell out”
“Get up and come watch me eat some of the bites in my bowl”
“Get up and come see the new spot I found”
Any time you note that I’ve posted something a 3:00 AM,
it’s a Malcolm related incident that’s gotten me up.
Goodness gracious! You’re not alone. My Rocket stomps all over me until I wake up and feed him at all hours of the night. It’s my own fault for spoiling him because of the CRF, but he has put on weight, so it’s working.
My early-morning posts (like today’s) are courtesy of him.
You going to YouTube Malcolm? Linky-thingy please?