My dogs let me sleep in more than those little buggers! At my house, if I wasn't up by 8 or 9 to give them romaine, they'd start freaking out. When I moved in with J, they were in the basement and we're on the 2nd floor, so they couldn't wake me up, but if they heard me in the kitchen, they'd start in. Dogs are like "Oh, we're sleeping in 'til noon today? Cool, let me keep your feet warm. Zzzz..."<quoted text>
And they're so loud for being so little!
But, as I'd tell J, it's why they are (were) alive, as compared to any plant I've ever had. Squeaky wheel gets the grease, yanno? My oldest was 8 years old when I finally had her put down this summer.