Hobbes is having A Very Bad Day. He climbed into the cardboard box containing my birthday presents and snapped at me when I tried to turf him out. He slept in said box for about two hours then disappeared into the garden.
DH cleaned out the large fish tank. He puts the old tank water onto the plants in the garden. DH sauntered outside with a 10L bucket of water and came back inside laughing his socks off. Apparently he'd emptied the water into a large bush that erupted with a soggy tabby who dripped off around the side of the house.
Hobbes has cleaned himself up, moaned at me and is giving DH an evil glare from his cat nest. It's only mid-afternoon...