How do your pets wake you up in the morning?

My cats both know that when my radio goes off that I'm getting up..but sometimes (like this morning) I don't get up right away, and my dedicated fuzzy snooze alarms go to work..This morning I felt something moving around near my head and I opened my eyes to see my kitty Sophie sitting right in front of my face...and as soon as she saw my eyes open I saw a fuzzy gray paw (all the toes and claws stretched out so I couldn't miss it of course) head slowly in the direction of my face..then as soon as I recognized there was a paw in my face..BOP! Right on the nose..."Get up mommy!" Thats what that was...:rofl:
Usually they just go for clawing my feet or knocking things off my night stand/dresser...

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I think they know how uncomfortable that is, the sneaky little bastids.

One of my cats weighs about eighteen pounds. He usually jumps from the window sill, a distance of about four feet. Gets my attention.

And he also uses the "insert claw in Mom's nostril and lift" manuever. Another guaranteed attention-getter.

On the week days they know they'll get fed soon enough or they have my roommate to hassle too.

On the weekend the roommmate is gone and it's up to them to harass me to get up at the same time.

They're so cute and furry - who would think pure evil lurks under that adorableness

Sometimes, Haydes will jump on the bed after his morning licking and dance on my bed. It may sound cute, but a 90 lb German Shepherd dancing on your body at 7 am is not a substitute for a cup of coffee.

I'm a total sucker for the breed. Got any pics?

When he's thinking about midgets.

God, I love those dogs. Grew up with them - both in my house and both grandparents had them, have friends with them....and the ONLY reason I don't have one right now, is because A LOT of people told me to hold off until my kids are older. I have two sons who are very vocal, if you know what I mean. And GSDs are so sensitive to sound. Figured I would just wait until a later date.

I have a state trooper friend who trains Sheps for the police depts, and I have another friend who works for FEMAs SnR unit, and she got me into Quantico a couple of times to watch the Sheps being trained for the FBI. Un.Freaking.Real. GSDs are just absolutely brilliant and beautiful. And they know it. :7

Thanks for the pic! :hi:

And then there's mine. He's a fucking terror. I've been to training numerous times. What am I saying - he IS trained. The bastard knows some 20-25 commands. It doesn't matter. He's just crazy. And hyper. And vocal. And crazy. And nosey. And crazy.

Which brings me to my second point: fuck Marley and Me. My dog is ten times worse than their dog ever was. My dog attacks soccer balls. Granted I don't own any soccer balls. Needless to say, we don't go to the park anymore. My dog also knows the quickest way to get someone's attention is a paw to the groin and/or face (and yes, he can do both at once). My dog thinks people walking on the sidewalk are terrorists and alerts me to their suspicious behavior, regardless of time of day. And don't get me started on the 'talks' he has with the neighbors Russell Terrier.

May I ask how old he is?

A friend of mine went through that. His GSDs name is Butch, and he was a terror. Two training programs later, and still no real improvement. He finally took him to some sort of police dog training school - worked like a charm. Butch was two years old at that point.

I'm also assuming that Haydes is a full-breed? From everything I've heard, the West German Shepherd Dogs are the shepherds to get. Easier to discipline; faster; stronger.

Damn. Now I'm back on my GSD kick. :7

Haydes comes from the Bellington line. (Look them up. They're spectacular.) Bellington Shepherds have a long history of supplying law enforcement and the likes. I picked him out of the litter when he was three days old because he was 'blue' - a recessive gene making typical black markings look ash/blue. He looked like a blue guinea pig. Obviously, his red markings filled in with age. He's now 4.

Let's rewind to 4 years ago. I get him when he's 8 weeks old. And he's a terror - whining and barking all night despite being crated (which is supposed to help with such annoyances). I take him to puppy training where he's a star pupil. He figures out very early on he only has to perform when we're at school. So I take him to a more disciplined class. This doesn't help. By the time he was 10 months old, he had graduated 3 training classes with honors and he still would go apeshit crazy at home.

At a year old, I sent him off to 'police training' which cost me a ton. I will say, he finally stopped trying to dominate me after his two week boot camp. But that's about all that came of it. He still would whine, bark, jump, lick faces, and do everything imaginable to make life miserable. Oh, and remember how I said he had a recessive gene? His ears never went up on their own like his siblings and he has allergies like no other. The vet knew my credit card number by heart.

Now he's 4. He has not calmed down one bit. I feed him the best food and give him the best care. And you know what? He's the best dog in the world. I love him. Yeah, he's a nut but some times, when he's not chasing shadows, he comes up to me, puts his head in my lap and tells me that he loves me. He's loyal like no other and I've had plenty of other dogs before. He's my wing man, my protector, my entertainment, my child, and my best friend all at once.

and if I roll away, she walks over my head and commences the licking again.

Sometimes it's Evie making biscuits on my chest or climbing the s.o.'s pillow. Sometimes it's Plato poking his head just above the bed's edge and meowing pitifully like it's the end of the world. Sometimes it's Socrates trying to dig his way to China next to my night table. Sometimes it's Quark barking at Bog knows what. :rofl:

For some reason, it's never Neutrino. :shrug:

They know who the boss is. *cough*
























































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But hey, at least I admit that I'm "kitty whipped"....:hide:


BTW LOVE you sig pic..Philly Fanatic is a favorite

I grab her and try to spoon, she squirms away and starts walking all over me. This goes on until I get up or she gets serious and chops my arm/shoulder/head anything sticking out.

That's how I wake up when grandkitty gets his toy on the pole and pulls it down the wooden stairs.

He sleeps in my daughter's room so when she gets up at 5:30, he decides it's time for everyone else to get up too.

Repeated squeaky yawns until we get up -- any other dog owners familiar with this phenomenon?? :rofl:

Does these little mutters rrrf rrf rrf until I get up..I think its like a quiet bark

Both my dogs do that, and that's how they wake me most mornings too. One of their veterinarians called it "yawn-screaming", but it's more of a conversational tone, not particularly scream-like.

Fine when claws are clipped, wildly unsafe when they're not.

Plus the thought of twelve pounds of cat coming down on one little paw - not so nice.

In fact, they are pretty quiet. Of course, they are fish............

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She can really make a lot of noise with either the scratch pad or rolling the ball around. Maybe it was a tactical error putting it five feet from my bed, but I get a kick out of seeing or hearing her play to tell the truth. She still jumps on me and kneads me from time to time, too.

but I keep it out in the living room near the cattree....That rolling sound would make me INSANE in the bedroom...:rofl:

see the "Simon's Cat" videos on youtube for more details.

You know the watching the TV (TV dinner I think?) That is SOOOO my household!

minus the baseball bat, that's everything that Tabby does.

I showed it to my parents and their response was "that is Tabby"

...does not wake me. I awake and she is curled up next to me. I resist the urge to pet her for long because I know the process will end in pain.

Usually directly on my chest. It was cute when he was a baby. Now it's...well, suffocating.

BB's Mastiff does the head in the lap thing but considering how much weight she has behind that big ol head of hers..not exactly what I consider comfortable...:crazy:

He still tries to get under my desk to nap.

BTW, can you tell me what the post directly after yours says? It shows up as "Ignored" to me.

:)

Now if I could just get Bella to do that! ;)

When I would visit my brother's house, his cat had a unique way of enforcing the "get up and feed me" order--he would place his paw on the pillow next to my fact, furry knuckles against my skin, and dig his claws deep into the pillow. He was a Maine Coon, so VERY large claws. I always got the message.

If that doesn't work he will get right in front of me and squat to pee on my pillow. That always works. Not an amateur, this one. Guy means business. Did I mention I can barely lift this guy? Not fat, just huge. x(

But the peeing on the pillow--YIKES...He does mean business..:scared:

But I have to grab his butt. This cat was a visitor from the street until just before Christmas when the snows fell and fell and fell for days (more than 2') and I adopted him for real. I had to educate him about the impropriety of marking indoors with urine and that he has learned pretty well. The most outrageous marking was on my pillows or duvet and that seems to be the one it is hardest to break him of. I think that's partly because his claim on me personally is the most important to him but also because it puts me into apoplexy that I can not sleep through so the threat of it is his Secret Weapon for getting me up. I do have to react because that is how he learned to behave downstairs. I have a spray bottle of Nature's Miracle at my bedside still though. But, still, I love love love his furry self down to the little tufts of fur between his sweet paws. I got it bad for teh kittehs.

Getting just close enough to my face that they touch me, therefore startling me awake. The golden sticks his nose under my chin and huffs. The other two prefer their sleep.

my cats are perfectly content to just curl up with me until i get up

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plus, i'm working on a theory that they only like me when i'm asleep and only like my fiance when he's awake. they'll sleep in the bed with me, but not with him or if he's in the bed with me and they'll curl up in his lap but not really in mine :crazy:

i'm sure he'd love to wake me up but he's learned that causes problems. :rofl:

This is the cat that ignores you in favor of visitors so I have to wonder if that REALLY matters...:hide:

your cats run all over you...literally!

this is all backed up by your recent middle-of-the night posts. :P

As I told BB..I'm kitty whipped. I can deny my babies nothing...And when they are sitting in my lap purring away (as both did at various times this morning) I don't really care...;)

at which point he starts butting me with his forehead.

A couple of mornings ago, I had been up till 3:00AM working on the translation job from hell, so I hadn't set the alarm. About 10AM, I felt kitty lips nuzzling my armpit. I suppose Kidley was wondering 1) whether I was still alive, 2) when I was going to get up and give him his morning ration of raw egg.

at the door of the bathroom (known as the kitty apt.) I close them in at night....if I don't do so, they'll go out via the doggie door and they are not allowed outside.

My pugs will try to stay in bed even after I get up...they're great dogs, just a little lazy.

Rarely do I make it until an alarm actually goes off :banghead:

Egypt will usually not move until she thinks I am.

Zeus, on the other hand, will walk up my chest, plop himself down and start washing my face. He gives these long, languid kisses - sometimes it's a little too much for me at 5:30 in the morning. If I push him away, he will just go downstairs and poop on the rug, so I tend to get up and let him out.

by this good boy. Adding to the punch, he hovers over me looking at me with the tilted dog head expressing wtf. :wtf:



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I used to take care of my mom's dog sometimes and she would rest her chin on the edge of the bed. :rofl:

Nevertheless, even though neither woke me up, once I was out of bed, they were both major PITA's, essentially saying, "you forgot to feed me, why aren't you feeding me now, why are you in the bathroom now, where is my food, why are you forgetting this, maybe if i remind you 1000 times in 5..." :eyes:

usually I come home from work and feed my cats first thing..Well the other day the phone rang as I was walking in the door so I went and talked on the phone first..While I was sitting there Smokie came over plopped herself down in front of me and started meowing non-stop..Thats not like her..Than I realized I hadn't fed them yet..:eyes: So I went and I fed them. No more meowing..and when I got back on the phone and mentioned to the person on the other end what I had done..she was like so THATS what that noise was..the cats..
And you can ask BB about that..cause it was her on the phone..:rofl:

i have to tell him to get out of the way. this is a daily ritual. :eyes: :dunce:

his meowing is a morning thing. i tend to feed him closer to bedtime, which i started when i got him --oh back then he woke me in the morning, and an hour earlier when daylight savings time started :wtf:

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I wish I could "unsee" your post..:scared:

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I can sleep through that. He always did that as a kitten; he thinks I'm his mother.

He's really quite adorable, but a total shit ass to any slight change. He's my problem child. And I'd never part with him, because he'd never be able to adjust. He's such a little fart.

paws me while the other drops her rawhide bone on my head. Then the old cat arrives and sits on my chest and the young cat joins the fun and wrestles with the dogs' tails. No need for an alarm clock. :-)

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Gracie gets hysterical when the food is level with the top of the food dish. God forbid it we should ever, ever see the bottom of that dish. :eyes:

and toast, bring it to the living room to watch the news.
He hears me eating toast and comes down stairs to get his share.
He loves toast, even knows the word.
Th cat usually is already awake and screaming for food when I get downstairs. She can not be bothered to do anything functional, would rather find the busiest place in the house and sit in the middle of it to obstruct everyone.


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before the alarm is due to go off. Every morning, every morning. Good thing Bill is cute, cuz he has that black cat screech that will not be ignored.

The cat will come in and jump on top of me in the morning.

For some reason in the middle of the night last night he was going bonkers under or on the side of the bed scratching at the mattress or something. He's so excited when I get up to pee around 3:00am since he thinks it's time for food, and then angry when I get back in bed.

it sounds like someone revving a semi next to me

me sleep it. When the little one did used to wake me up it was usually a paw on the nose. I don't know why she picked the nose to do that...I had another cat who used to do the same thing too.