Last night around 1 am, Liz and I were laying in bed and trying to fall asleep when we were jarred awake by the sound of disco music coming from the livingroom. We rushed out to the livingroom only to find that Arthur had managed to turn on the stereo and was now hiding in the bookshelf, scared out of his wits by the sudden influx of loud noises.
The cats already type on the computer and watch TV. What's next? Am I going to come home and find the boys watching a DVD of The Cat from Outer Space?