I was awakened Too Early this morning by the Thunder Cats. The Thunder Cats were racing through the bedroom, up onto the bed, across me, then up the cat tree. Then reverse, and head back up the hallway. The Kitten's route across me sometimes went right across my face. Sleeping through this? Not so easy.
I'm supposed to be happy that they get along so well. Though at first glance you think, "that's getting along? he's murdering her!" Then you see her fling herself at him repeatedly, and you realize she's volunteering for murder.