I've always had cats living with me and, out of consideration for the wildlife and neighbours, they are not allowed out at night. For the last twelve days, Puss has got up somewhere between 5:15 and 5:30 a.m. and rampaged around the house demanding his breakfast, trying to open the container it's kept in (we put it away to discourage the ants) or wake us to feed him. He's not at all happy and neither are we but it wasn't until yesterday that I realised why this is happening.
Daylight saving ended on April 1 and we are now getting up at normal time around 6:15-6:30 a.m. instead of 5:15-5:30 a.m. in real time by the interfered with clock. Unfortunately Angus can't tell the time and in his view breakfast should come when it always has.
Can't blame the cat (it's not his fault he doesn't run his life by the clock) but I'm sure blaming the politicians.
3 comments:
Amen to all that. A pox on Daylight Saving.
Sorry you had to miss Swancon. Let's see about getting together sometime soon.
My cat's too lazy to even notice daylight saving :) however, it's nice to be back to real time again.
Its probably because he's young but yes, it is nice to be back to real time and you are right, Satima, we do need to catch up soon.
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