Interesting post.
IMO, our male cats that start the boxing match with our foreheads at 0530 are saying simply, “Get the Hell out of bed and feed us, NOW!!!”
The female cats in heat are saying, “I need a man cat..I need a man cat...”
Occasionally, I get a “What are you doing you silly twit?” and a “I need attention...”. The best is the simple, “Although you are staff, I kind of like you...”
Yup. 5:30. The dawn. Magic Time. Interpretation of the Dawn Bump Patrol is just that ... bust open the cans, lazy bones! The sun she is coming, the birds they are gathering and YOU are snoozing still!! Move. G.G. wakes me every morning by leaping upon my tummy or my chest will all 32 pounds of her. THAT will tend to bring you to consciousness, believe you me. It’s a good thing the Chow hasn’t learned that trick.