I vote for making TEA!!! Now he's not content getting into everything during the day. LAST NIGHT he had to go and WAKE me at 2am screaming bloody murder.
I scramble in the dark, stepping over the sea of dogs between me and the bedroom door. Athena wakes enough to lick my foot and thump. It's her version of "you okay?"
I pause long enough to rub her head and answer, "yeah fine." If I wasn't, she'd get up and lean on me, warning me.
Onward to the kitchen. Toward the screams. A few seconds of scanning the brooder reveals........ Dharma struggling with something. I don't have my glasses on...
Kneel, and reach for him. Gawwwsh almighty. There's a towel on the one side of the brooder for extra draft protection and useful hand drying... And Dharma has spent his evening UNRAVELING a thread, which he has now become snarled in. I spout an entirely new set of words and dredge up some I've been saving for a good long time, all the while gently unraveling the little idiot. PEEEEEEPPPPPP. Yeah, yeah, shut up it's 2am. Finally, pull the thread totally free, muttering at him. He calms. Slowly settling onto my palm. Mutter....Stupid stupid feathered flying monkey. oh geez, don't fall asleep... darn. He's asleep. Sat there staring helplessly. Finally slowly shifting until I'm not kneeling on the hard tile floor. I wish he'd stop doing that. How am I supposed to stay angry. By the time he finishes his nap it's twenty minutes later, one of me feet is asleep and my arse is half frozen.
I vote for chicken TEA! He could go a SINGLE DAY without something. Now he's in trouble at NIGHT? Gahhhhh.
Nevermind that he or Pax are the first out of the brooder and onto my hands. Others find trouble, usually one of the red/brown pack, Puddle, Punkin, Sparrow and Frack, just never as much trouble and NEVER as loudly or desperately.
He's headed for the teacup. Little maniac.

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