Late-Start Cats

It was so late when She woke up this morning that I was afraid I was going to have to fix my own butter. Luckily, there was a phone call that woke Her up so we could get our day started right. Since She had enough sleep, She was quite energetic today, and promised me that there would be fish for our supper tonight. After we had our breakfast, and Kasey had her treats, She went back to the old de-cluttering. I have tried to help Her with that, but it takes to long, and I get sleepy. She is in a fret because I have been sleeping in the hall outside Their bedroom, and She is worried that She will trip over me, or step on me like She did before. Why did you change your sleeping place, Coffs? She asked me, and I went back to one of my old places. After a few minutes, I jumped down and went back to the hall. Maybe you want to ask me why, but I am not going to tell you. Just be aware that if She steps on me, you'll be able to hear me yow, wherever you are. Of course, if She trips and falls, you might just hear HER.
She is kind of chuffed because the money They have to pay the bank so we can live here is a little less this year, and She says we might see the end of those payments while She is still alive. That is good, because we have lived here a long time. He and She have lived here even longer than Kasey and me, so we are ready for it to be through.
Now I must decide. Should I go back in the hall, or out to one of my usual places. I'll let you know.