and the fun keeps coming

Didn't manage to get back to sleep. Was awakened by snarling, growling, hissing cats. Pepper has shown a tendency to go into total berzerker mode when a cat comes up to the house [somewhere there is a blog post with a photo of my raked-up and bleeding arm to prove it]...and one decided it wanted to sit on my outside windowsill this morning.

Rowr. Ffft. Snarl. Yowl.

And silly Bean gets herself caught in the cross-fire, so now both of them are hissing and growling at each other, all puffy-tailed and googly-eyed. She is now hunkered down in the office, giving the occasional "leave me the fuck alone" growl, and Pepper is patrolling the windows, tail swishing, ridge of fur on his back standing straight up.

A frakkin' comedy, today is. Or a tragedy. Perhaps dramedy.

Sigh.