After a long period of relatively quiet nights, the boys were in fine 1 AM Cat Fu form this morning.
All was quiet from when I went to bed early (and closed the bedroom door), until Katherine came to bed and put the door back to its normal open state.
The cats made up for lost time.
We had 1 AM Cat Fu.
We had the office window shade as clanking cat toy.
We had laps up and down the stairs in the Summerhill 500.
We had cats burrowing under the covers.
As my sister Cat noted last week, it's a good thing chipping the cats did not include a performance upgrade, the thought of Bionic Cat Fu makes us all shudder...