Wednesday Morning

God, the cats were worse last night than they were the night before. They are getting a little mature too. I was hoping the years might mellow them, but this looks like wishful thinking at this point. The problem may be that they had not been kept indoors for a long time, with no rain or chill to keep them inside. Their blood may be running a little wild. I’m sorry to see that Coco has really picked up her noise-level and rambunctiousness. Usually, it is mostly Sammy that keeps sleep at bay, but now Coco seems to be keeping up with him.

Well, I expect I’ll be able to let them go out this evening, so maybe I will catch up on my sleep.