Meet Sammie, aka the morning annoyance

Every single morning when I get home (usually 8am) he's right by the door, screaming for food. Usually, at this point (after working 3rds) all I'm thinking of is sleep, sleep, sleep. I trudge upstairs and he follows, I close my door and he mews outside of it.

Don't let him fool you though, when my roommate leaves for the morning - the cat gets fed.

So, in revenge and the holiday spirit - I dressed him up as Sammie Claus. (side note, I don't normally dress cats up, but he so had this coming)