I'm having a bit of a panic attack realizing that there are only 4 weeks left until School starts and I'm going to have a hellacious semester.  Egads and mercy.  I'm behind on everything, and don't see when I'm going to catch up unless I work all the time and never sleep.  Yeah-huh.

So quicky blog today:  We've been bringing Cole into our room for the last two nights to sleep.  Our room is separated from the cat side of the house, and Scarlett and Duncan don't have a problem walking through the dog area to our room once Patches is crated.  But Cole is a bit bark-shy and has not left the cat area alone.  So at night, we've brought him with us.  We think this has been a good thing for him, as he turned into a tribble as soon as we go to bed, attaching himself to our faces, chests, hands and legs. 

Also, last night we realized that Patches turns into a sentry/guest announcer after he's been crated.  We had Cole on the bed and then WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF, dave and I look at each other and say "Duncan," and Duncan walks into the room. 5 minutes later WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF, Dave and I look at each other and say "And that would be Scarlett" who on cue walks into the room.

It was the first time we had all three cats with us.  There were a few hisses and growls, but for the most part, everyone found a spot and stuck to it, including Dave and me.  It's really hard to toss and turn or just move an arm when you're sleeping with tribbles. 

Off to freak out at work.

7:40:03 AM