Lately, the cat's been going berserk at the crack of dawn. Meowing like mad, waking up everyone in the house, scaring the crap out of the kid. It's the "I want something" meow, so I've started checking food, water, and litter box before bed. Still, every morning around six thirty, MEOW MEOW MEOW STOMP STOMP STOMP MEOW.
This morning I finally figured it out. You know what this obnoxious bag of fur wants?
She wants someone to open the front door.
Everyone together, now.
Sekhmet, you FUCKER.