well trained

I was awakened at 5:30 this morning by an absence: Anna the cat, who usually wakes me up at 5:30, was not yowling by my pillow or jumping on my feet. I lay there for a few minutes wondering whether I should worry, then I got up and looked around for her. No sign. Back in bed, I lay there imagining all the places she might be. Finally at around 6:00 I got up and made coffee, and by the time it was brewing Anna was twining herself around my legs looking for breakfast.

Because, you know, why not get that extra half hour of shut-eye while your well-trained human gets herself moving in the morning?

Sigh.