This morning was a morning of cats. Everywhere. Cats in the bathroom. Cats in the bedroom. Cats in the laundry room. Cats dashing between my feet as I walked down the hallway. At various times this morning, I had to extract Pico out of the main bathroom closet (which has an open wall), Russell out of the linen closet, Pico out of the laundry room, Shan out of the bedroom, and Max out of the downstairs bathroom.
I got to work and discovered that the cats (Shan!) had stolen my two English muffins out of my lunch bag. That's going to be a lovely mess to clean up later.
ETA: CK confirmed that yes, the muffins were under the dining room table. Cat-nom!