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Penny simply amazed me last night. Or should I say, this morning...
Today I have a vet visit for Ginger, her annual, and if I can catch him, Ferris is coming along too, for bloodwork only. (He tested as having borderline anemia back in May.)
The vet's office left a phone message on Friday afternoon, that as the appointment is for 2 p.m. today, that I should make sure that Ferris fasts for a minimum of 8 hours prior to his bloodwork. That meant that I needed to pick up all food dishes by 6 a.m. this morning.
Last night before I went to bed, I told myself that I would pick up the dishes on my regular, 2-3 a.m. bathroom call. But I forgot, and just went back to sleep.
At just 6 a.m., pretty much exactly, Penny came into my bedroom and started to meow, and meow and meow, and meow. Not too loudly, thankfully, because Bengals can be SO loud, but steadily, with a "calling" kind of meow.
After oh, 5 minutes of this it pulled me from consciousness enough to turn on the light to LOOK at her, because in the 4 1/2 months I'd had her with me, she NEVER comes into my room at night - I thought something was wrong!
So I turned on the light, looked at her - she looked at me, looked away toward the area my alarm clock is, and settled herself down, giving another dozen or so meows, until I looked over, through my sleep-fog, at the clock. That's when she stopped meowing.
And it was 6:05 a.m. And the cat food was still on the floor.
I got up, got the dishes off the floor, and went back to sleep. She didn't bother me again, and I slept nice and late until 10.
If she wakes me up again tomorrow morning, I'll know it wasn't a fluke, and learn how to deal with what could be a serious problem, waking me up like that...but I tend to think that she was simply doing the work of helping to take care of her buddy Ferris, because obviously, meowmy dropped the ball on that one...
Now, if I could just get her to get HIM to walk into his carrier all on his own...but that might be too much to ask.
Penny will be getting some extra special treats and attention later today, once we are all home from the vets.
Good girl, Penny, for waking me up at exactly the right time!
I'm still amazed by this...was it a fluke? Or did she really know...?
Today I have a vet visit for Ginger, her annual, and if I can catch him, Ferris is coming along too, for bloodwork only. (He tested as having borderline anemia back in May.)
The vet's office left a phone message on Friday afternoon, that as the appointment is for 2 p.m. today, that I should make sure that Ferris fasts for a minimum of 8 hours prior to his bloodwork. That meant that I needed to pick up all food dishes by 6 a.m. this morning.
Last night before I went to bed, I told myself that I would pick up the dishes on my regular, 2-3 a.m. bathroom call. But I forgot, and just went back to sleep.
At just 6 a.m., pretty much exactly, Penny came into my bedroom and started to meow, and meow and meow, and meow. Not too loudly, thankfully, because Bengals can be SO loud, but steadily, with a "calling" kind of meow.
After oh, 5 minutes of this it pulled me from consciousness enough to turn on the light to LOOK at her, because in the 4 1/2 months I'd had her with me, she NEVER comes into my room at night - I thought something was wrong!
So I turned on the light, looked at her - she looked at me, looked away toward the area my alarm clock is, and settled herself down, giving another dozen or so meows, until I looked over, through my sleep-fog, at the clock. That's when she stopped meowing.
And it was 6:05 a.m. And the cat food was still on the floor.
I got up, got the dishes off the floor, and went back to sleep. She didn't bother me again, and I slept nice and late until 10.
If she wakes me up again tomorrow morning, I'll know it wasn't a fluke, and learn how to deal with what could be a serious problem, waking me up like that...but I tend to think that she was simply doing the work of helping to take care of her buddy Ferris, because obviously, meowmy dropped the ball on that one...
Now, if I could just get her to get HIM to walk into his carrier all on his own...but that might be too much to ask.
Penny will be getting some extra special treats and attention later today, once we are all home from the vets.
Good girl, Penny, for waking me up at exactly the right time!
I'm still amazed by this...was it a fluke? Or did she really know...?