Hat was singing at some ungodly hours, wanting to come in. I crawled out of bed to open the door, while Spencer slept on in my bed. She was a bit edgy last night, maybe the impending CNY confusion had finally sunk in for her. Luckily she fell asleep after the excitement died down.

She clawed at my big toe this morning, to wake me up. Ouch!

Hat came in at 7.30am for breakfast. BH2 was right behind, and was barred from entering by a hissing and snarling Spencer.

Auntycat and BH2 were having breakfast under the garden bench and the cleaner appeared with a giant broom. The cats scattered everywhere. Moron.