My cats work as a team to wake me in the morning. Two are my daughter's cats who have recently come to live here, and one is the old cat we have had for years.
In the morning, when they think I am sleeping too late (6 AM) they come into the bedroom. The older cat will come onto the bed and pull my hair. The other two sit and watch as if egging him on.
I think animals do communicate. I wish I understood it more.
"Boy" will come in and wake me up with a massage. Nice when I'm on my stomach, but I'm usually on my side. He's a big-- time kneader. He's a bic#y pain-in the a$$ like his father,(they even have the same scratchy/squeaky meow), but he always comes when you call him, and he's a big kiss-up when he gets in trouble. His father "Badger" used to be a big ball player. He'd play fetch, but preferred "catch" catching the ball in his paws and carrying it back to us to toss again.... he left us after helping impregnate our newly adopted "Maia" (along with a big orange tom) -- she used to attack him mercilessly, so I really can't blame him.