An Explanation of How Alex is Bad

When Alex wakes me up in the predawn hours, he meows insistently. If I don't give up on sleep and get up to play with him, he begins walking around the room, biting and scratching things. He knows he shouldn't do it. He knows it makes me mad. He does it so I'll get out of bed to stop him. We've had to unplug Korra's keyboard because he kept getting on top of it, turning it on, and then walking across the keys. He's like a naughty toddler. I'm so tired.