Torture in the Night

Winslow was on his worst behavior last night. He got hyper and refused to settle down. When I got up to take some vicodin, he and Waldo ganged up - meowing constantly and refusing to leave my feet. Toward morning Winsey finally settled down on my pillow. I expected him to leave as he usually does, but he didn't. The next 3 hours showed a tickle fest on my face any time I slightly moved in my sleep. It was a long night, but finally when I did roll myself out of bed for the day - things began their normal routine. Waldo and Winsey were sleeping together at the foot/middle of my bed. When I woke up, Winsey began the usual cleaning of Waldo. Waldo started out enjoying the bath and then began to swat at Winslow when he'd had enough. It usually take a few swats before Winsey gets the hint and moves on to groom himself. Those two constantly bat at each other - in play mostly. I never hear the nails come out, but I keep them short just in case.