Just Another Manic Monday

Nikita is already in time out. Despite a fabulous game of stick, she is still finding ways to get into trouble. In the past hour she has (1) attacked the apothecary chest multiple times; (2) somehow managed to log me off of Facebook and onto my SLU email; (3) been caught chewing on the computer cord; and (4) employed her newest ploy -- attacking my feet. All of this and it's only 6:00.  

Things are entirely too quiet in the back of the apartment.  What is she doing?  OMG, my phone is charging in there!  She's probably texting all her cat friends about how mean her mama is.

Using sheer force of will to entice me to play stick:

 And going for the cord:

Turns out she was merely pondering new ways of driving me insane.  Now we're playing stick.  Her acrobatics are amazing!

 

THIS JUST IN:

POST from Ruth:

So, here's how it is at my house tonight. Ollie is sleeping on the sofa, Murry in the chair. The exciting part is that they have switched spots since last night.

 

Murry just stood up, turned around, and laid back down with his head on the other chair arm.

 

 

 

What a contrast!