I told Lin last night the cats had been too sweet and wonderful all day, and the next day was likely going to be a Bad Cat Day. I was right. As soon as the first rays of sunlight came over the horizon, the house was filled with the sounds of thundering kitty paws and cats getting into things … or trying to get into things, like the closet, for example.

Now that they have been locked out of the bedroom, their favorite place to partake in unauthorized cat activities, they have started in on the aggressive head licking. I anticipate in about fifteen minutes this will escalate into one of the two getting grumpy about the head licking and starting a noisy and rambunctious battle.

They just can’t be sweet and wonderful every day, can they?