“Thump. Meow! Thump. Meow! Thump. Meow!” (Angus attempting to open a bathroom cabinet that doesn’t completely close.)
Belle uncharacteristically walking over our sleeping bodies in the middle of the night.
Angus puking for a grand finale, just as the sun was coming up.
Me, wondering why I ever became a kittymomma.
Kittymomma's Adventures 
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