I don’t need an alarm clock, I have a cat named Tucker. Check out the list of ways he wakes me up in the morning:
• Cooing at birds ( Tucker has quite a lovely voice)
• Licking my wife’s nose (Raspy like sandpaper, his tongue not my wife’s nose)
• Playing hockey with my contact lid case (of course on wood floors, and he scores a lot of goals)
• Meowing at my door (Thinks he a watch cat)
• Tailing brushing over my face due to cooing at the birds (Swish, Swish)
