The house is a mess, littered with box after box, our toys aren't where they're supposed to be, stuff just seems to be vanishing... I hate this, I really do.
On the plus side, tonight I meowed at the Woman and she actually understood what I said. I was sitting by the back window and when I started talking to her she said, "Yep, we're having something kitty friendly for dinner, and you can have a bite."
Not only did she make something kitty friendly, it was roast beef, and I got more than a little bite. I got a huge bite, and now I'm kinda stuffed.
I think with the implementation of the M-word, we should get lots of kitty friendly people dinners for at least a month. We deserve it for all the chaos we're going to have to put up with.