I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my profile...to this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order.
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If you’re talking cats, I’ve been getting up to feed mine at 4:30 a.m. They’ve decided that is feeding time, and the consequences for not adhering to their decision is worse than getting up and doing it. At least I can go back to sleep. 😉
In this instance, wife not cat. The latter is locked in the kitchen with access to the garden at night. She would wake us in the night, and we have only recently moved on from our children breaking our nights!
We don’t have a kitchen door, and all other doors are fair game for scratching, whining, slamming, screeching and howling. Fun. It’s the wee hours when I ask myself why we have them in the first place, but by morning light, all is clear (and forgiven).
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Thank you.
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If you’re talking cats, I’ve been getting up to feed mine at 4:30 a.m. They’ve decided that is feeding time, and the consequences for not adhering to their decision is worse than getting up and doing it. At least I can go back to sleep. 😉
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In this instance, wife not cat. The latter is locked in the kitchen with access to the garden at night. She would wake us in the night, and we have only recently moved on from our children breaking our nights!
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We don’t have a kitchen door, and all other doors are fair game for scratching, whining, slamming, screeching and howling. Fun. It’s the wee hours when I ask myself why we have them in the first place, but by morning light, all is clear (and forgiven).
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