Well, don’t you believe it for a minute.
It’s all a ruse – a clever disguise.
There’s nothing sweet about Gizmo.
Here’s what’s been going on.
You see, it’s my job to get my person up in the morning.
When it’s time for her to get out of bed I start jumping – right next to the bed.
And sometimes my front paws land right on the bed.
And it works.
Because I keep jumping till my person gets up.
I’m persistent that way.
She can’t ignore me like she ignores her alarm clock.
But a couple days ago Gizmo was sleeping on the end of my person’s bed when I started jumping.
And he took a big swipe at me – claws and all.
So when Gizmo’s on the bed I don’t dare jump anymore.
I’m taking my life in my paws if I do.
Look at him. He’s awake now.
He doesn’t look so sweet and innocent anymore, does he?
He’s probably thinking about swiping at me with those claws of his.
Hey person, I think you’d better ban Gizmo from your bed.
Otherwise, I’m taking no blame if you don’t get up on time.
Note from Bongo’s person: Gizmo is staying on the bed.