Alarm Clocks are Dangerous Things

Snickers got a Pac Man alarm clock for Christmas. It's shaped like Pac Man and when the alarm goes off it's all 'boopita boop boop, boopita boop boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop' You know how it goes, right?

The only problem is that it goes 'boopita boop boop, boopita boop boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop' at FULL VOLUME. Loud enough to be heard easily in a crowded arcade full of noisy 80's games. That's somewhat of a problem when it goes off in a silent, darkened bedroom, waking one from a sound sleep.

 The other day I heard the tell tale 'boopita boop boop, boopita boop boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop' blaring in from down the hall, through the bedroom door, through the bathroom door and through the towel wrapped around my wet hair. It sounded like it was next to me. I stepped out into the hall and there was Snickers, hair all askew, eyes wide, panting with his hand on his chest. Apparently the alarm is very effective.

He breathlessly confided that if he was an old man he would have just had several heart attacks. So I assured him that he didn't have to use that alarm clock if it was going to result in an early death. 

Quack!