Last night, early this morning (about 4.30am) Bad Cat decided to use the litter tray (she's still punishing us for the recent incarceration) to lay an extreme stink bomb. We know this because the litter tray is in the hallway, under the stairs, and the miasma climbed slowly and inexorably up the stairwell and oozed into the bedroom to commence an olfactory assault of unprecedented malevolence that resulted in my wife having to get out of bed to 'deal with it.'
Now I'm in trouble (as my wife has to get up early and I sleep in on Mondays), as I avoided the smell by hiding under the covers and pretending to be asleep, because of that stupid cat.