Oh man...it's really hard to curl up in bed and nap all day long--I'm trying to be good--when the Man goes around pushing the button on the beep-beep-beep-dinner's-done ceiling skwakers. All four of them! It was LOUD. And it's a good thing the Supreme Commander Kitty Tower has a hiding space at the bottom. I had to go there. Not because I was SCARED, but so that I wouldn't do anything to make Santa think I was being bad. Like pooping on someone's pillow. Or treating their stuff to a toothy death.