What cats write in their diaries

This sounds a bit more familiar given that Ed and Gracie are having “sleepovers” at Carlamae the Cat Lady’s place while our hardwood floor is being installed and oiled. I had to stuff both of them into their carrying crates in time for pick up. I got Ed first–swooped up in the middle of a deep sleep–but he evidently was able to ESP his danger warnings to Gracie, who took off and hid behind all the stuff stacked up in the basement during the reno. She has lowered her opinion of me since I lured her out with a chicken leg, and we managed to catch her and imprison her in time for the pickup.