Good things happen to those who meow

 It's been a while, time for updates. The door remained closed, of course. The Monster has been running around. It's always screaming, or more like screeching. My screams instead sound like a melody. Anyway, the toys have been put away every morning to avoid The Monster's gluttony.

So it was night time, I wanted to scream in the bathroom, the door was closed and there were no toys. Fine, I'll place the toys somewhere The Monster cannot reach them. While screaming bloody murder, of course.

 Breakfast is served, toast, avocado and fur. Did I mention how much I love ripping out for and leaving it as a calling card?

The door remained closed all night. That morning, after The Assholes opened the bathroom door, I was screaming while thinking... how can I make them keep that door open overnight?

The screaming, or maybe the shower, inspired me. Is this what people call Shower Thoughts? Anyway, my idea was simple: I'm going to displace Oswin from her favourite spots so she starts complaining too. Nobody wants 2 grumpy kittens, right? In order to keep the balance, they'll have to make sure one of us stops being grumpy, The Assholes mine me better and so they'll want to make me less grumpy by opening the bathroom door overnight. Brilliant.

First, I laid on Oswin's dinner tree. Every dinner she just lays there and observes every bite of food that goes into The Assholes' mouths. That's where she screams, weird cat.

 Dunno why Ash was there, but you can see Oswin didn't like this at all. She gets The Zoomies when she doesn't get her way. Take that, Assholes!

But what I hadn't anticipated is Ash figuring out my plan and "helping" by laying in Oswin's hammock.

 Oh boy, the hammock is off limits. Oswin was so pissed! There were lots of fights that day. BTW, look at Oswin's "This is bullshit" face:

 Everyone says I'm scary, but look at that face.

Anyway, it didn't work, the bathroom door remained closed. Sigh.

That night I didn't move toys, I needed to strategize next steps. That morning the weather was really nice so The Assholes took us out. We love the outside! But it was windy and Ash got scared. That cat is a big baby.

 You would think the outside break and Ash/hammock situation would signify a truce between Oswin and I. At least she thought that, until I gave her stink eye for standing to close to my chair:

So we're back to normal, hammock reclaimed (for now)

 And so that night I moved the toast back to the stairs, since it had disappeared:

The stairs look so boring without toys...

Then the next night I really wanted in the bathroom so I spent all night screaming while carrying toys. At the end, the bathroom door looked like this:

 That'll show them! But then in the middle of the afternoon I went up for a screaming session and saw no more toys. How dare they. This is my "This is bullshit" face:

 Also Ash attacked again, we were all in a bad mood. Me because of the toys, Oswin because of the hammock, The Assholes because I screamed all night... I guess Ash was having the time of his life tho.

 That night I screamed some more and decorated the door with a protest egg.

 And the stairs with a protest flamingo:

And we get to last night. The egg needed something, so I rooted through the toy basket, discarded that string thingy, why do they throw garbage in my basket?

 And decided the bathroom door needed a protest guava juice:

 Bet the door will be open tonight!