Here we are on day three of being banished from the bedroom during the night, and I'm not very
happy about it.
Mom and dad, I love you, and I will continue to do so by allowing you to take care of me, but you are total asshats for not letting me sleep with you anymore.
I am a cat. Cats meow. We are nocturnal. We have no sense of time. End of story.
How would you two like it if every time you wanted to sit in my chair I came along and shooed you out of it? Or how 'bout I put up a chain link fence topped with razor wire around said chair. And electrify it. There. Not too cool, huh?
I'm sorry you haven't bee sleeping well because of me. I want to talk to you when I want to talk to you, and that's that. What about that crazy loud train, like the one that's going by right now?
Are you going to block the tracks so it can't get by? Do you think you can stop that? I think not! I don't know why I'm doing what I do lately. You've allowed me to sleep with you for years, and it's not fair for you to cut me off now because of some silly occasional... disturbances (says YOU).
I'm going to sleep now, since someone feels the need to interrupt me and take the computer away from me. Maybe I should put a lock on their door so he has to stay in there until I say he can come out and bother me.