Funny how cats know the minute you are in that light sleep state.  The Muffin Man (aka Muffy) has this way of sleeping on my head and then starts to nibble on my cheek the minute I am the littlest awake.  You don’t see me waking him during his 18 hours of sleeping in various places around the house (the latest is in my purse on the kitchen table – go figure that one out).  Now he is chewing on the phone cord on my desk while I type, because he decided “if the human is up, there must be food soon, and I want it now.”  Ah, to be the food source; at least that gives me some sense of power in this relationship.