What is this, some new punitive routine?
‘Sleeping past midday again, Sasha! I hope nothing is wrong.’
I was up early. Don’t you remember? I meowed and you put some of my jelly food in the new plate I don’t particularly like and I had a snack from it before going to bed. Now I need to rest. I can’t burn the candle at both ends and hold it in the middle, or my furs might catch on fire!
‘What’s that, Sasha? You haven’t been playing with matches have you? You know that is dangerous!’
She knows we don’t have matches lying around.
Well, I thought about getting up, but it is far too early. It will be better when daylight saving ends.
