Four A.M.:

Tink, in the hallway: “Meow? Meow? Meowwwwwww? Chirp chirp chirp chirp meowwwwwww?”

Soda, on the bed: “grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr”

Me: “Soda! Be nice!”

*silence*

Two minutes later:

Tink, now up on the bed with Soda, Pony and I: “Meow? Meowwwwwwww? Chirp chirp chirp meowwwwwwww?”

Soda: “grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr”

Me: “SODA! Stop it!” *poke*

*silence*

Five minutes after that:

THUMP THUMP

thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud

Soda and Tink are now chasing each other through the house.

Ponyboy, aka Switzerland: “yawwwwwwwwn”

Tink comes flying back onto the bed, followed by Soda.

“Meow? Meow?”

“grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr”

Yeah, I’m a little tired today.