This cat is unbelievable - every day, without fail, he wakes us up at 6am. He is ready to start his adventures, I on the other hand would like to stay asleep a little longer. I don't do mornings well!

It isn't just a subtle meow either. It is full on nuzzling in your face. Eyes, ear, mouth - whatever he can get at. If he could get under my skin, I am sure he would. Throughout this ordeal his motor is running. That's another strange thing about him - his purr - it sounds like he needs to go in for a service. Every now and then he makes this funny little squeaking sound - I have never heard a cat that sounds like he does.

I bury my head under my arms, but he still manages to find a way in. The only thing that stops him is a pillow over the head - my head, not his. Though that is something to consider!

But then he changes his tactic and starts climbing the fly screens. He knows that this is a surefire way to get someone out of bed. I am actually considering placing a spray bottle of water beside the bed, so I can shoot him down instead.

There are few things in life more heartwarming than to be welcomed by a cat ... Tay Hohoff

Unless of course it is 6am!