Dear Cats,

Tonight is the time change, when the clocks are set back an hour. So I'm warning you now that your tummies will be telling you it's time for breakfast an hour before I have any intention of serving it. If the first digit on the clock is a 3 when you guys start asking I get up, I will not be happy at all.

I promise you'll have a late night snack just before I go to bed, and I'll make sure the dry food bowl is full. Just let me sleep, OK?

Love, the can opener

PS Do you have a reset switch hidden away somewhere under all that fur?