It's hard work being a cat

Ever since my dad moved the cat scratcher to the corner of the windows, my sister's cat, Tingle, has been crashing into it constantly--causing the floor-to-ceiling windows to rumble like an earthquake. That cat has so much adrenaline that he practically flies up and down the hallway, moving so fast that he's just a big black blur.

Apparently he finally tired himself out enough to take a nice long na---WHOOPS, no he's up again! Back to running up and down the hallway. That ridiculously insane cat.