Bliss

Thomas. He eats us out of house and home, he pukes behind the settee and on top of the kitchen units, he devotes much of his waking hours, which admittedly are few, to giving the furniture a good clawing, he digs up any newly planted seeds, and, as soon as my back is turned he grabs my portable photo-studio and uses it for his own personal solarium. 
I do quite like him, despite at all!