larking

Despite various efforts including opening the curtains to demonstrate the darkness outside and feigning* tiredness and lying down and pretending** to sleep the wingpiglet was not convinced that it wasn't time to get up at 05:05 this morning and merely peered interestedly at the backs of the houses behind ours through the window or tried to grab the wee felt arthropods dangling from the lampshade when being walked to and fro to see if it made any difference, which it did not. He flopped suddenly into his morning nap an hour earlier than usual as a result and needed an extra couple of sleeps throughout the day so should hopefully know not to get up so early next weekend.

*exhibiting genuine

*trying