Four animals, one condo in Chiang Mai, zero quiet mornings

Our household in Nimman currently includes two cats, one rescue dog and a very opinionated parrot, and Pancake is the one who runs the whole show. He is a British Shorthair, eleven and a half years old, round in the face and round in the belly. He is also the calmest cat I know, until the moment someone opens a can of food. Mornings are the loudest part of the day. The dog wants his walk, the younger cat wants to climb the curtains, and the parrot starts whistling the second the kettle goes on. Pancake simply sits in the middle of the chaos and watches us like a tiny, judgmental manager. Somehow the system works. Each animal has a feeding spot at a different height, so the dog cannot steal the cat food and the cats cannot steal the parrot's pellets. We have also learned that the parrot is only allowed to whistle in the living room. The best moment is evening, when everyone lands on the same sofa. Pancake takes the middle cushion, the dog lies on the floor beside him, and the parrot sits on the back of the sofa supervising. It is noisy, messy and full of fur. I would not change it for anything.