Mr. Litter Paws

12:15am.
Almost completely asleep.
Sleep disrupted by the sound of cat in litter box.
"OK", thought I. Just the cat in the litter box.
Closed eyes and started to see the random floating things one sees as one's consciousness relaxes.
Floaty things disrupted by the sound of the litter box tipping over and the unmistakable sound of cat litter spilling all over the floor. Thump - pshhhhhhhhh.
Woke Neil up.
Looked at litter box.
Discovered two piles of litter on either side of a non-littery patch of carpet.
Hmmm.
Neil looked at cat.
Cat wore a coat of litter and litter dust from mid back to tip of tail.
Ha ha.
Rushed cat outside to brush litter off.
Cat growled at mysterious and ominous shadows near the garage.
Rushed cat inside.
Swept up piles of litter and vaccumed.
Got back in bed.
Wished that I had taken a picture of cat covered in litter.
Couldn't sleep.
Went to living room and slept out there.

5:30am.
Woke up.
Got up and got into bed.
Cat followed.
Cat walked on my head.
I threw cat to floor.
Cat got back up and walked on my head again.
Cat thrown to floor again.
Sequence repeated once more.
Cat got back up and lounged at the foot of the bed.
Good cat.

7:00am.
Cat began to vomit on bed.
Naughty cat.