Hi Niel,

He actually already sleeps next to me in the bed.  Only until daylight
though - then the "fun" begins.

Of course! I missed this. He just wants to be with his people!

The window in our room is really dark - I think he looks into the
hallway and sees the light.  There is really no way to block out the
whole house.  As far as cute -I think you can only say that looking
from the outside..lol  :O)

My Sinbad (of well-beloved memory) did this when I dropped him off for a
visit with my parents in Vermont.  This was about 25 years ago.  Sinbad
had been a stray who lived in the back alleys of Beacon Hill in Boston.
I adopted him after he moved in through my bedroom window (cue the
Beatles song), but when I went for a long trip around New Brunswick, I
needed somewhere safe to leave him, so he went to visit Grandma and
Grandpa in the country. ;-)  

He'd never been outside the small section of Beacon Hill before, never
seen fields or hills, never seen as much wildlife as there was on the
little back road in rural VT where my parents lived.  During the day,
he'd lurk inside the house, but at night he wanted to be OUT and ABOUT!
I theorized that there was too much open green for him during the day,
but he felt safer at night, more like he was still in the alleys between
buildings.  So for the evenings before I actually left for Canada, I'd
let him out (the family cat I'd grown up with had roamed free there for
decades and lived to a ripe old age) at dusk, and then I'd call him in
before I went to sleep.  

But (getting back to the point) when the sun came up, Sinbad was in my
room on my windowsill serenading the first rays, talking to the birds,
teasing the chipmunks.  A-rooooh!  A-roohah!  It was enough to drive you
batty.  He wasn't lacking for anything, he was just excited, turned on,
glorying in nature.  I think my mother said he calmed down some after a
few days, and when we came back, picked him up, and returned to Boston,
he was the same old self he'd been before the trip.

Now, as to your specifics, Danielle, I wonder about a change in his
environment.  The sun does come up fairly early this time of year
(assuming you're in the northern hemisphere).  What was his old
environment like, where he was before you adopted him?  He may get used
to whatever the change is and grow out of it.  Or, as someone else
suggested, he may need a sibling to share the early morning time with.

In the meantime, perhaps earplugs and/or a white noise machine?  I got
one of the latter when I lived in an apartment next to the freshmen dorm
of Berklee School of Music.  My bedroom windows opened on an air shaft
that was surrounded on two sides by dorm windows.  Those boys could be
rude, crude, and LOUD!  So I can testify that white noise machines can
work wonders.

Priscilla

HI Kaeli,

Yes he has access to the bedroom - he actually sleeps with us and
normally at around 4:00 am tries to get me up to play but will just go
play on his own when I ignore him until about 6:00 am when the alarm
clock goes off.  I might try the door thing, but my husband hates
sleeping with the door shut.  I think we might need to give that a try.
He is neutered which is one of the confusing things because my
husbands family cats stopped the crazy meowing for nothing once that
was taken care of.  I guess to each cat thier own.  The crazy thing is
that he had no interest in playing or attention or food (although he
did eat) at 4:00 am...he just wandered around meowing.  I think he is
afraid of the basement - it has been closed off to him so far (it took
about three weeks for him to just feel comfortable enough to leave his
room so it doesn't surprise me).  I am afraid to get another cat - not
sure I could handle it.