Surrounded by Junk

The cats and I are being held hostage upstairs in Chris' overly cluttered office for the next three days while workers install our new bamboo floors on the main level. There's barely enough space in this tiny boxy for my big . . . It's going to be noisy. I'm just hoping one of us doesn't piss ourselves.

Sawing has begun. One of us is definitely going to piss ourselves. Here's hoping its not me.