My all-too-short-sleep was interupted twice last night by the bump...crash...thump...MEOW!..bump..crash...thump...YOWL!...
bump...crash....MEOW...thump, caused by THIS:
Allie and Oliver, the middle of the night is NOT the time to play games, especially noisy ones. And Allie, the bathtub was a silly place to hide. It's your own fault that Oliver shoved you in with his cone - you shouldn't have made fun of him, let alone stuck your face in his funnel.
(Oh, how I wish I had been awake enough to snap that last image - alas, my reflexes are a wee bit slow at 3:00 AM and all I got was one big blur).