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Morning Alarm

I wake up fairly early, most mornings; usually before Mari, and begin to think about coffee and a couple of newspapers.  To be more honest, I begin to think about coffee and one newspaper:  the New York Times.  We also get the Tucson Daily Star, which does not have any news in it.  It does have a notice, and a sports report.  The notice is that the board responsible for creating a downtown hasn't, and the sports report is that the Arizona Wildcats have a new football coach.  Both items are reprints of articles first written right after Cochise last rode through town.

Because I do not want to wake Mari, I walk quietly, close doors, try to avoid bright lights, and other actions that might wake her.  Annie, however--our cat who, sofar as we knew for years, was incapable of making a noise louder than a very polite, "Meow", follows me around, encouraging me in a very loud and irritating, "Mrreoww". to give her a little canned food.  We began the canned food routine recently, because old age. dry senior cat food, and who knows what else, had reduced her weight too much.

As a consequence, Mari wakes up about the same time that I do.  

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