Waking up to kittens: who needs an alarm clock?

Not actually as wonderful as it sounds, haha.. though significantly better than many other things to wake up to. Like, for example, dog poop in the hallway or gifts of dead rodents, which have both been statistically much more common than waking up to kittens at this house.

Anyway, November decided at 7:00 this morning that it was high time I started the day. I just got Skype, and my boyfriend's in Hawaii (visiting his folks), so we were up late talking to each other over the internet until about 1:00. Six hours later November decides that the best way to wake me up is to climb over me, meow, and dig the covers away. I woke up enough when she walked all over me that I could take the covers back before she had a chance to miss and dig claws into my throat by accident.

I fell back asleep, and she woke me up again just before my alarm went off about an hour and a half later. This time, she was sneakier about it -- she sneaked along the very edge of the bed, where the blanket was all loose and not liable to pull and alert me, and then slowly pulled the blanket away (digging style again). It was halfway off before I noticed. When I opened my eyes she looked at me and meowed like, "Oh good, you're up. By the way, when's breakfast?"

My cat is smart. That right there was problem-solving. She tried earlier to wake me up by meowing, and I pretended not to notice and to still be asleep; once they know they can wake you up that way, you'll literally never hear the end. Oh, and November is probably part Siamese, based on her meowing. She almost sounds like my mother's cat, Shiro, who we know to be half Siamese. I don't think November's as much as half, though. Her hair is too long and her eyes are too yellow to be very Siamese, but even still, the meowing-to-get-food-at-all-hours-of-the-night thing wasn't exactly something I wanted to encourage by rewarding. Apparently I'll be getting little enough sleep as it is! Maybe I'll take a nap.

Yesterday, she also started to sleep on my bed, as opposed to her usual spots -- under the bed, the floor, the table, occasionally the sofa. Her eyes are also running less than they were before. I was watching a Japanese show yesterday called "Shikaotoko Aoniyoshi" (The Fantastic Deer-Man" -- it's about Japanese mythology and heavily involves Shinto and bad animatronics and CGI. It's excellent) and she reacted to a sound in the show, a shakuhachi, which is also odd for her to do -- she ignores most sounds. Originally I thought she was deaf. She rubbed all over me when I showed her that the noise was coming from my computer.

Ever since Tim bought a new router the other day, we've all been able to stay connected to the internet and everything is so fast now that we can have everybody online at the same time and still be worth it. I can watch my Jdramas at a reasonable speed instead of setting a 10-minute segment to load, going to work, taking a shower, eating lunch, and then being able to watch half of it. This is pretty nice. November isn't impressed by the screen though. She doesn't watch it like Spike sometimes will.