My babies get me up just after 5, every morning. The kittens want to play and the mamas want to get fed. I put on the coffee, then look for the can opener. After two cups of coffee, I’m ready to write a story.
Soon after the cats eat, they are ready for a nap. Leaving me with plenty of free time.
There is always one though that refuses to go back to sleep. Now I’ve got a parrot on my shoulder that likes to meow when he sees the cursor move. Now he’s all over the keyboard on his way to the monitor.
Well, at least I don’t have to worry about having something to write about.
If it weren’t for them, I’d still be in bed. Good time for me to write my dreams before I forget.