The Importance of Standing in Dogshits

Chris starts his working week at 5am, standing in dogshits with my feet. I'm not sure what's worse, getting up at 5am if I had to choose between the two. We've had that kitten now, tuna for about a year, it must be his one year anniversary. And we still have to keep him locked. He has mastered the art of opening door handles by jumping up on the door handle and pulling it down. The good cat meows at like 4, 5am in the morning for no reason or just drags his toys in. If only we could channel that power for good, not evil, and by evil, I mean waking me up in