Today’s strip, brought to you by the inspiration of the real life Selina. I’m assuming that most people who own a cat go through similar experiences.
When we first got Selina, she would wake Bill up in the morning by knocking over his stuff on the nightstand. At one point it got so bad that we couldn’t keep anything on the nightstand or dresser and we kicked her out of the bedroom at night. Of course the constant meowing and paw under the door kept me awake for hours so that didn’t last very long.
At some point we did a little rearranging in the house and we put a small bookcase next to my side of the bed. That became a playground for Selina in the morning. I’d wake up to her next to my head, front paws resting on books and launching them off the shelf. We finally moved that bookcase because I was sick of the pile of books that were sitting on the floor.
Now she likes to jump next to my head, purring and gently clawing at the sheets to wake up and feed her. I’m not sure when she made the switch from Bill being her primary food giver to me, but at the moment I get that distinct pleasure. Usually at 4:18 in the morning, like clockwork.