[post_page_title]Luck of the Irish[/post_page_title]
“O’Dark Thirty” is a fantastic way to describe that precise moment where you wake up, look at the clock, and go, “Oh, God, take me now.”
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McGregor here likes to tap my face with his razor sharp claws at O’Dark Thirty when the kibbles have separated and he can see the bottom of the dish. Also likes to bang on the bedroom door while my husband is still sleeping. pic.twitter.com/92i6ZrBV9X
— ☘️One of The Poors☘️ (@theBizarb) November 6, 2019
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McGregor, who’s apparently Irish we guess, likes to utilize that particular hour to claw at his human’s face for no other crime than his bowl not being completely topped off. It’s not empty, mind you. Not even close to empty, in fact. He can just see the bottom, and that disturbs him on a deep, spiritual level that a human would never understand.
