Today I had the brilliant plan to clean up in the kitchen. We have a big open cubboard there filled with foodsupplies and with cats crawling everywhere, including behind the damned thing, and things occasionally falling over, it was getting pretty messy.

So I cleaned up a table, dragged it next to the cubboard, so I could put all the things that came from the cubboard on it, and sat down. You see, I already know that when you move stuff around, cats are bound to be at least curious if not stressed. And sure enough, within a couple of minutes I had five cats crawling everywhere.

*yawn* We are kind of used to cats checking up on us in the morning, but this was a bit overkill. The Trini decided to come and paw me five times and the rest followed her example, unfortunately. I did get up with a good mood but my boyfriend who thought it was a brilliant plan to sleep in is slightly grumpy after being woken up about ten times in the last hour. You see, once one of us is awake the kittens start racing over the bed, so you get hopped on, raced over and generally used as a playground. On top of that Prinny was teasing the Lulu, which I had to intervene on rather loudly, and Falcor was hurting the Arwen during play-time, which accounted for a lot of growling and hissing on her part and yelling on my part.