Too many cats, so little sleep....

This is a lazy Labor Day weekend. I've just been enjoying the last "real" weekend of summer and relishing the fact that I do not have to work tomorrow. I spent yesterday swimming at my sister's pool, sipping vodka and lemonade and, basically, just soaking in the sun. Maybe a little too much sun but eh...it was worth it.

Last night, however, was not good. My cats have decided they do not need sleep. Now that Arnie is well there is much tearing around the house and wrestling going on. For some reason, the desired wrestling spot is on top of me in the middle of the night. I shooed them out of the bedroom and closed the door. Later, when I had to get up to use the bathroom, they seemed to be sleeping so I left the door open again. My bad! It wasn't ten minutes and there they were again...on top of me...wrestling around. I shooed them out again and closed the door. A couple of hours later the door opened. Arnie has learned how to open the damn door! Right back on top of me...sheesh! This routine went on all night and I got next to no sleep.

Of course, today they are all drowsy and sleepy and being good as gold. I'm going to just crash pot and pans together or vacuum all day just to give them a dose of their own medicine. I love my cats but right now, in my sleep deprived state, I think they would both make great hats.