I am in the dogbox (not really, I am just sitting under the bench on the deck). First I woke mum up at 4am to talk to her. She was pleased, cos she had just nodded off at 2am. Luckily she could sleep in. Then she found a little bit of puke on my new cat bed (which may have been what I was trying to tell her about).
Then when she got home tonight she let me drink out of her water glass, which I then tipped over her and the couch and the remote controls. Then I sat on her lap for a cuddle and went to jump off, but slipped (maybe it was the slippery wet jeans), so I dug my claws in.
Oh boy - luckily it is the weekend and we have two days to make up.