Katherine is doing her conference thing on the left coast, and that leaves the boys in charge.
Well behaved boys, I might add. I went to bed early for them (they generally are up until Katherine retires). While there was one series of mournful meows, and a shake can was knocked down from the linen closet door knob, the night was pretty quiet and no early wake up calls were issued.
In Katherine's absence I did get used as a kitten wamer by Billy, but since he was gentle and flexible about moving when I wanted to roll over, we both slept reasonably well.