Insomnia?!

When Felix was a kitten

Facebook posts have been a bit thin on the ground recently and I thought I’d have nothing to blog today then this …

By way of explanation…

Felixcat now 18 years old and becoming senile, he has developed the loudest unearthly yowl which he quite often produces in the wee small hours when he wants to be in somewhere.  Because Teddy is such a bastard and has taken possession of our bed Felix now tries to sleep with Thunderthighs.

On Wednesdays Thunderthighs has an early shift at Hextol so is out of the house before 7.30 which is when my alarm goes off.

Half an hour ago I was sitting her scrolling through the Facebook archives and finding nothing useful when my mobile’s text alert went off.

From Thunderthighs

All Felix has done all night is anything BUT settle.   

He rests somewhere for 10 minutes and then either adjusts himself or moves somewhere else; rinse and repeat for the rest of the night.

Loving mother’s reply

We know.

From Thunderthighs

FURTHERMORE, Ferretfingers was CONSTANTLY going to the toilet until 1 o’clock in the morning!  I was lying in bed having trouble sleeping like “You had a shit a quarter of an hour ago, WHY ARE GOING FOR ANOTHER ONE, YOU INCONTINENT TOILET PERVERT?!  JUST WAIT UNTIL MORNING!”

Before I could respond the mobile chimed again

And on top of all that, the sun wouldn’t set until fucking midnight for some reason.

 So like the home-life etc.

And with that the smoke alarms (one on each floor, linked to each other) have gone off again because Fester forgets and fails to turn on the extraction fan in the kitchen when he’s immolating bacon or burning toast.