The Fate of Two

On Monday and Thursday, my neighbor, Brian and my cat, Molly decided that 5:30 a.m was a very reasonable time to get up and make some noise. Brian decided it was perfectly ok to turn on the garbage disposal and slam some kitchen cabinets. Of course my sweet and smart boyfriend, Carl, moved the headboard to the wall by Brian's kitchen and the sound is quite excruciating for someone who has been having migraines for a few days. Molly decides "Hey It's Playtime". Let's gallop through the house at 100 mph and sound like a herd of deers going through the loft. Why not? On Monday, after galloping she decide what was even better, let's pounce on the plastic bag and make tons of rusty noises. Thursday: Brian repeated the same routine with music and Molly got her loudest bell balls and roll to the beat. I was ready to kill cabinet slammer boy and Molly. I did not. I wish they sleep a bit longer maybe an hour.