boys broke out of the dining room four times. Ate a bag of bread. Went nuts.

I gave up and let them in the lounge. His Lordship and I were planning that anyway, and wanted to do together but they were seriously going off their tiny little shits. And then even further in the lounge which is full of cat things. Cerys was sacked out in His Lordship’s office, so no conflicts there, although one of the breakouts they did rampage into that room and Cerys basically sat there and watched them (no hissies, relaxed body language, chill AF after I rounded them up).

anway today so far they’ve ripped my original Futurama poster, murdered a loaf of sourdough, tipped over a bottle of soy sauce, ripped a curtain sheer, eaten their own body weight in freeze dried chicken hearts and max also accidentally shoved his balls in sam’s mouth (it’s a whole thing I can explain if you want) but yeah. They passed out, dead asleep and we’ve got a hopeful view for the introductions this weekend.