Yer barred!

46 nights my mother in law's two Siamese cats have kept me awake. 46 broken nights of sleep!
Last night I cracked. That's it, they're barred, the final straw? Brawling. Chose to have a cat play fight for approximately an hour with the action taking place mainly on my duvet with me under it.
Not to mention the caterwauling, being sick, and general debauchery every night for weeks, I've had enough! They're here til March the 18th and no longer will they reside under my bed. My own two lovely docile cats aren't even allowed in my bedroom.
Worse than two common drunks and to think they're supposed to have breeding, PAH!


Cat rant over.