Holy God, I can tell it is a full moon. That cat has not stopped running full tilt for the past half hour. Abrams was jealous that the cat can do laps on the back of the couch, so he tried to follow, which resulted in cushions flying everywhere. Now he has a Kong to occupy his mouth and the cat has been fed, but they still both Won't. Stop. Moving.
It's time for bed, I think.
It's time for bed, I think.