Spencer woke me at 5am to ask for breakfast. When I got everything set out for her, she refused to eat, and played hide and seek in the toilet. I went back to bed. Then I heard her eating the biscuits. At 6am, she screamed again. I threw my pillow at her. At 7am, Sister S woke up, becausr Spencer was at it again. Apparently the dang cat didn't touch the food. At 8am, when I finally woke up, Spencer screamed that she was hungry. I opened another can for her. She took two bites and walked away.

Now she has quietened down.