Feed me !!!!

Googie wasn't much for sleeping in. He would let you know that it was time to feed him and his kitty comrades (by default) in his own special way. Since there's many of us and space is precious I built a loft bed.For the unenlightened,a loft bed is a large platform (for a matress) built above head height with a ladder attached. A lot goes on up there,eating,TV,games.......and sleeping. It's also a refuge for the cats from our floor dweller Bonnie,the dog.Cats lounge up there and when we eat,bum rush us for our treats. But back to the morning wake up . Googie would come up on the loft and walk on us,tap our noses or MEOW LOUD hoping to get us up. After waking us he would skillfully avoid my foot under the covers as I would try to give him nudge. Another tactic used was to knock magnets off the fridge or things off the shelve. For a while we countered with a squirt gun.He made a pretty good alarm clock . He was an important piece of my life,but how quickly it feels so long ago. Why is that ?