I was awakened at 2:45 a.m. this morning (Nov 21st) by the sound of my junior cat Adelaide as she trotted along the keyboard of my piano, (our so I thought).
But when I became fully awake I remembered that I do not own a piano.
What I had heard was the nine fold (three quarter hour) chimes of my mantle clock.
And I heard those chimes again: at 3:00, 3:15, 3:30, 3:45, 4:00, 4:15 and 4:30.
I am certain that I was dozing/sleeping in between these quarter hour chimes.
But by 4:30 a.m. I'd had enough.
It was the time to get out of bed, and then to greet and enjoy a new day.
That I have done, but now (almost sixteen hours later) I am more than ready for bed and a good night's sleep.
Mind the bugs
Do not bite"