Completely ground down

In the past I've always felt rather guilty about locking the cats in the kitchen overnight so in the past few weeks in the new address I've let them roam free round the flat at night.

No more. I'm so tired from constantly being woken up, either by the splat of paw on carpet underlay or the hammering on my bedroom door or the general conversational wailing as they potter around that I can't take any more. Like the cats, I now spend most of my day dozing on the sofa and that's no way to earn the money to buy the cat food.

Does anyone here actually have a cat that sleeps at night, on their bed or is that just an urban myth?

You don't say

"I think your cats are finding this stressful," said the decorator as we both looked at the steaming pile of cat vomit soaking into the carpet underlay.

Settling in

The cats have finally made themselves right at home. Do I need to spell it out? No, didn't think so. At least this time, I've known to go for the ultra cheap, ultra easy to clean acrylic carpet rather than the expensive, fancy wool one.

Not that the carpets been laid yet and it's not easy to wash underlay...