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Date: 27 February 2008 12:44:41
Yesterday I forgot to go home and feed the cats until 8pm. Given that their usual time is 5pm, they were quite pleased to see me when I got back. We spent a happy evening together: I hoovered downstairs and mopped the kitchen floor, they got in the way and put new paw mark patterns in the wet patches. Lots of fun for everyone.
Feeling just a little guilty about them having less human company than usual, I shut them away in the kitchen at the usual time and went to bed. At 5.30am (that is what exam stress will do to my system), I thought I would make up for being 3 hours late with their evening meal by being 2 hours early with their breakfast and letting them come and chill out on the bed while I waited for it to be a more sensible time to get up. All very sensible, no?
When I finally got up, dressed and ready for the day, a horrible suspicion swept over me. There was an all too familiar smell of cat pee emanating from somewhere in the bedroom and I can't figure out where. Little sods.
Add to this the fact that they are moulting EVERYWHERE. Ah well.