Max was berserking at 12mn. I was too tired, so I conked out. Spencer hid in the other room.

I know he was sleeping on my bed later. It works out this way, Spencer sleeps with Sister S, and Max with me. He likes to be close to humans.

Spencer is slightly better this morning. Now she is snuggling in her litter box, waiting for the urge to come.

Max is sitting on the corridor. Next feed: 10am.

His fur has grown longer, so now it is in a messy, awlward state.

Dreamt that a roof collapsed on me.