Well…I was reading the article in the paper when I heard sneezing, wheezing and sputtering next to me. I looked over and one of the kittens had her head buried inside my coffee cup drinking out of my cup of Joe. I grapped my mug as she sat on the table shaking her head. She is now racing through the house and trying to climb up the window screens. What is with this morning? Am I stuck in the funny version if the Twilight Zone??