I love my cats.
I really do.
Really.
But last night (this morning) they were pushing their luck. Usually they sleep through the night, like me.
But not last night.
Last night it was run, jump, tackle and wrestle, back and forth from the end of the hall to my bedroom.
Nonstop.
For two hours, I swear.
I briefly contemplated dropping them out of a 2nd floor window.
Here is a picture of one of the culprits, Thelma Louise.
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