I am very tired today. I stayed up really late last night reading catalogs I got in the mail. I figured I didn't have any reason to get up early. Well, between 4:30 and 5:00, I heard Nicky whining and crying. I was afraid that he was sick, so I got up. No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o, the landlord's cat was back sitting on my balcony. I tried to ignore the whole thing and go back to bed, but Nicky started yowling and hissing. I tried to lock Nicky away in the bedroom with me, but he was just going crazy. Finally about 6:00, I picked up Nicky and locked him in the spare room, where at least he had his litter box. I went and tried to shoo away the little bitch darling, but she just hissed at me.