My furry little alarm clock

I had a hard time getting up this morning. Not sure why, but I just didn't feel like getting out of bed.

Jack came and hopped up on the bed, which did not help -- furry, snuggly purring kitties just make be want to sleep longer.

In the midst of being snuggly and purring, he was also grooming me (both Boys love to groom me -- Jackie grooms my skin, but Dusty, for some reason, wants to groom my head, and I'm always afraid he's going to choke on my hair). Apparently, though, Jack can tell time, and was aware that I was NOT getting up when I should've. The grooming turned into nibbles (normal), then he 'bit' my finger. This is also normal -- it's not really a bite, he just puts his teeth on me, but gently.

But today he didn't let go. Even when I called his name. Even when I patted him on the head. Even when I tapped his nose. NONE of my little tricks worked!

Until, of course, I moved to get out of bed. Apparently that was all he was waiting for!