My cat starts by moving up the bed to my shoulders purring loudly and pushing his head under my arms. If I doze back to sleep he starts kneading on my back claws gently touching. Then if really desperate. (I slept in on Saturday) He’ll wrestle my feet play biting them. (doesn’t break the skin but does get my attention)
I had one as a kid that would pat closed eyelids in an attempt to open them.
Three cats, three methods.
I have two-- both occasionally knock things down. One is a foot biter and the other paws at me and eventually lies down on me and purrs like a motorboat. Since they get fed dry food free choice it’s not consistent, though and if it’s cold and rainy they sometimes don’t get up when I do. I am seriously considering becoming a house cat.
Mine get dry free choice, and wet only in the evenings, so I am the one waking them up, with associated glares.
The white one is a feral-turned-housecat and is way, way too appreciative to consider waking me up. She will cuddle up next to me as long as I am interested in staying in bed.
The bratty grey one occasionally decides she needs more love when she knows the alarm is close to going off, or if I am napping in the middle of the day. Her method is to INSIST on coming under the covers, by pawing at the edge. Occasionally, her paw “accidentally” catches my face or arm. :rolleyes:
All except one of mine gets shut out of the bedroom. The one who stays is the quiet type, who doesn’t move until I get up. The others go about their business in the rest of the house.
When I was a kid, however, the cat was shut down in the cellar overnight. She soon discovered that if she sat in front of the register on the top of the cellar steps and yowled at the top of her lungs, that yowl would reverberate all over the house and get one of us up, very quickly.
They stare intently at me. This may not seem like it would wake you up. but believe me, it does. And you have very strange dreams when you’re on the verge of awakening, and being glared at. Ask me how I know!
Mine sits on me, and if that doesn’t work she sticks her tongue in my ear. Gross and effective.
One cat licks my eyelids. Gets me up real quick.
The other cat curls up in a ball on my face, the lack of air helps.
the little Spock dude just tickles me with his whiskers. Not really a wake up call though: he just likes being cuddled for about 20 minutes at 5am (and tries to push his nose up my nostrils). Then he leaves and I go back to sleep for an hour or so.
Snickers cat will only start to meow for breakfast when she hears my eyes open close to breakfast time. I don’t know how she knows, but she does. I think because I have a very consistent schedule, the cats are pretty good about not waking me for breakfast. They do complain if I dare stop for a pee break before feeding them though!
Yesterday, Patrick woke me up with the trifecta of tongue in ear, followed by the licking o’ the eyelids, and finally the always effective, tongue up the nostrils. Today, Ferdinand woke me up by deciding it was time to play fetch and bringing me toy after toy–all of which he dropped on my face.
It’s a wonder I’m still semi-sane…
I have a (relatively) new kitty (had her for one month). She does laps at full speed. Out the bedroom door into the living room, and attacks the hanging vertical blinds. Then back at top speed into the bedroom, up over the bed (and whoever is in it) to the window there, to look out for a few seconds. Then repeat. She does this 3-5 times before realizing I’m not getting up.
I have four cats. Athena or Tina, Lunchbox, Missy, and Nala.
Tina is 35 pounds and she enjoys to lay on my chest in the morning and meow directly in my face. So not only can I not breathe, she also uses vocals. Thank you for letting me know its 7:05. Who needs the alarm that I set at 7:20 when you are here? OH did you just eat wet food before starting your morning serenade? Your breath stinks of it. I’m up.
Nala decides thats she will just howl. This cat does meow, she has this chirp/howl. It is the loudest sound I have ever heard a cat make. She does this all the time in the morning and sometimes at 3am.
Lunchbox will jump from the nightstand to the bed, behind my head on the pillow to bat at the window behind my head. She shoves her paws through the blinds to see. The sun glares into my eyes. She also sometimes gets my hair stuck in her paws. I enjoy her making a rats nest of my hair and pulling it out in the process. She is 28 pounds and enjoys rubbing her fat rolls across my face. She thinks she is a graceful hunter. She is really a fuzzy troll.
Missy meows from the TV stand across the room. She enjoys joining Nala’s and Tina’s vocals. My roommate pounds on the wall to let me know that he does not enjoy my cats morning routine.
I am trying to teach them to put the kettle on in the morning with no luck.
Sometimes I get a peaceful morning. Sometimes only one cat wants to torture me. Sometimes. The worst thing? I don’t feed them in the morning. They have a self feeder in the kitchen and wet food at night. I do give pats and lay in bed with them though while I wake up and read news articles.
One of my cats walks into the bedroom and makes a meow sound that I swear sounds like “Hello”. He won’t stop saying hello until I answer him back. I’m half asleep so it’s more like a groan.
My younger one tries to paw the blankets off of me. The older one sits and stares until I start to move. If I move and don’t get up, then he comes over to bat me in the face until I wake up. They are very good, however, in that none of this starts until after my alarm goes off!
Cat: -becomes hungry/bored-
Me: -is asleep-
Cat: -sits on lazy human’s head-
Cat: -purrs with the force of a tiny earthquake-
I have a lot of cats and, as you can imagine, lots of different ways to be awakened. One boy justs jumps off and on the bed and prances around it over and over. His brother knows that the sure-fire way for me to get up is to start clawing the curtains. Too bad they have not learned that all that gets (at 0530) is chucked out of the room. Period. No food - nothing. I will feed you when I get up. Later - much later.
My beloved little Tessa (RIP) would howl directly in my ear and when that didn’t work it was variations on putting whiskers up my nose or in my mouth or trying to hook my eyes open. Or sticking her paw under my nose, then yanking it back as fast as she could while turning paw over so that her claws hooked the inside of your nose. And while you sat, tears in your eyes and a bleeding nostril, she would smirk at you like “Oh, I see you’re up now.”
Fortunately, I have Bonnie who likes to wake up as much as I do - that is to say - not at all. If I try to move her before she wants to be, she curls up even tighter and hangs onto the comforter. Sometimes she growls under her breath and if you - god forbid and beware - should persist, then it’s with hissing, spitting and Siamese sassy-mouth. But when she does wake up with you she’s sooooooo sweet. She gives lots of kisses, then I have to kiss her back and then we play under the covers for awhile and then it’s more kisses and then up we get.
Mine used to pounce repeatedly on my husband’s stomach and bladder until he got up. I ignored her so she learned my husband was more responsive.
Then I got an auto cat feeder so she sits there instead in the morning. 
the little Spock dude just tickles me with his whiskers. Not really a wake up call though: he just likes being cuddled for about 20 minutes at 5am (and tries to push his nose up my nostrils). Then he leaves and I go back to sleep for an hour or so.
One of mine does the same thing!
The other one either sleeps in with me or wakes up and “barks” at me. Very short, sharp meows.
Mine are both gold since mommy works nights and likes to sleep in. One stays around the leg area and keeps sleeping as long as I do. The other comes up near my head when she thinks I should be awake, but chooses to quietly stare at me until she sees signs of life and gives me a single meow request to let her out. Now my parrot yammering away on my head board, that’s an entirely different story.
How about going to sleep?
My two stare at me and the little holes burned into my face, usually wakes me up.
However, last night, if I had had a gun, neither would still be here. Just kidding but there was a little episode was downright painful. I had my rt hip replaced a little over 3 weeks ago. I also started back to work yesterday. So…a little sore and tired and I just wanted to go to bed. I turned off my light and was just dozing off. Oscar was on the bed opposite me. Apparently Emmy has decided that that part of the bed is hers. All of a sudden, a yowling, hissing frenzy starts with her wanting Oscar off the bed.
I startled awake and in the process spasmed every dang muscle around my hip. OOOOUCH. I didn’t see Emmy all day (except for feeding time) so I guess she got idea that I wasn’t too happy with her.
I prefer the staring over the rolling hissing yowling cat fight:yes:.
Susan
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