The morning ritual. Every morning, the split-second I’m awake, Mini Scaredy gets right in my face, demanding pets. Of course I have no choice but to comply. . . Some mornings she doesn’t even wait for me to wake up. She starts poking me in the nose with her paw. Ha ha. “Rise and shine, buster!”
Ace Backwords is a former cartoonist, writer and semi-normal human being. He's been sleeping in the bushes in the Berkeley hills for the last ten years with his four feral cats, Moo Cat, Fatty, Mini Scaredy and Micro Scaredy. Future plans include growing old and dying. Preferably in that order.
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