Well, we've all survived the night, with much poofy-tailedness on Mowgli's part.

Survived!? I got kicked out of the bedroom while that THING slept on the bed with you, Meowmie! How can you call that surviving!?

Anyway, I've got to get my things together to do laundry, and get little Mr. Ozzy back to my sis. I hope my bro-in-law has learned a major lesson after all this. Never ever ever give a pet bbq with hot sauce - especially not a whole plate of it. I bet my sis spend most of the night chewing him out good.