About to crush his soul

This morning I woke up with a pain in my back from pets on the bed. We just can't shift them. And it's difficult to close the bedroom door because of cat food, cat boxes, dog eating cat food, etc. Just goes on.

Essentially you have to sleep at odd angles trying not to disturb the sleeping pets, who have finally settled down.

In a few minutes though, I will crush JimBob's soul. When the lights get turned off, my wife will slip off to the guest room, and I will follow a few minutes later.

Just so we can get a good nights' rest.