That is what I am currently calling Calli, the blond one. She as I have stated before is a genius and has over time developed a multitude of ways with which to wake me up. Yesterday she was using the old thump the tail on the wood until mom stirs routine. She did this for about an hour until I finally got up. I came to work and shared with my co-worker how I wanted to cut her tail off (I would never). Well low and behold this morning comes and I hear THUMP, THUMP, THUMP. I open my eyes fully prepared to yell at little miss thumper when my eyes clear and I see the time. It was 8:06 I thought it was 7ish, but I was up late watching the basketball game so understood the gap. I praised Calli's perfect timing and thanked her profusely, she was more than happy to accept my love. I am now destined for at least a decade of thumping which is good as I don't use an alarm clock and she seems to understand time.
