Every morning, at about 7:30am, the Spice Cats would start the royal gathering outside my bedroom door. From inside the room, you can hear some hustling sound and soft banging on the door. At times, you can even hear a few meowing, sometimes so soft that you can barely hear, sometimes so loud that it can even wake you up from your sweet dreams.
They waited patiently, listening closely to what is happening inside the room, as I am preparing for work (Monday to Friday).
At about 8:00am, I opened the door and there they are, 4 of them, patiently waiting in front of the door. Once they see me, they start pushing each other, fighting for a place to brush their head and body against my legs, leaving their soft fur on my black pants (Thank God for Lint Roller!).
I normally will bend down, wish them all good morning and give them all a quick pat on their head. Sometimes, when I am not wearing black, I will pick Sesame up and carry him downstairs, while the other 3 escort me down.
Below are some photos taken just this morning......
After some pushing, Pepper finally won a spot on my toes while Garlic can only give me his 'begging' look.
Sesame was smarter. He tried to climb up on my other leg. I quickly told him off firmly as his claws are quite sharp.
Sesame then quickly moved on to the other leg, hoping his mother would share the toes she has won.
Ginger, the little princess, decided that pushing is so 'unprincess-like'.
She looked up at the door and wonder if I am gonna let her in so that she can enjoy some aircon. (You can also see cheeky little Sesame burying his face on Ginger's tail)