Pukki Ratzinger was steadily growing irritated by everything and everyone around him. He had woken up on the wrong side of bed and his day had proven to be the worst among his usually bad days. His alarm rang around 5 a.m. and he was up and jogging till 5:30 as was his usual routine. Coming back to his house, he walked straight to his room and found his wife, Marcela Ratzinger still on the bed, her arms flung around lazily and legs spread across the bed. No wonder he always woke up by 5 a.m. he thought to himself. He couldn't ever sleep past 7 hours with that overfed llama rolling up and down on the bed. Her body was actually his alarm clock and he never enjoyed watching it ring but what could he do? He had very little options as they had been married for close to six years already