I had to endure 2 very grumpy cats last night, due to the heavy rain. Murphy decided he wanted to sleep in Rod's room. He had the previous night as Rod had left it open when he came over on Tuesday. I closed it. This was not acceptable in Murphy's eyes, he howled and yowled for over 2 hours, and finally settled in the corner of my bedroom, shedding hair all over my thigh high boots, cheers Murphy. Fatso's coping mechanism was to constantly meep meep for food all night. It worked.
This morning, I got up early and had a look round the garden. The lawn looks like it hasn't been touched by a mower in weeks, when in fact I broke my back on it not even a week ago, arghhhhhhhh. Well, it's not going to get done again this weekend.
Feeling a tad weary, pleased the weekend has come round. Looking forward to it.