Every morning, with out fail, I wake up at 4 am to go to the bathroom. My body is on a timer.
Every morning at 4 am with out fail my big whiney demon of a cat is waiting for me and I am encouraged, no I am expected, to scoop this 15 pound monstrosity up and hold him like a baby while I pee or he will wail like Hades’ pits of despairing souls and wake up the entire neighborhood.