It's been raining for the last five or so hours and all fifteen cats
were inside when I got home.  Spooky ran out when I opened the front
door, saw it was raining, and came back in without getting wet.  None
of them went out until a little while before bed time.  Right at bed
time, Mudpie came in soaking wet and insisted on being friendly all
over my lap.  When he's like this, I have to wait for him to dry
before I can go to bed because he will certainly mess up the bed.
Just about the time he was beginning to dry off, Fleagor came in even
wetter, jumped up on the computer table and proceeded to shake off as
much water as possible - several times - onto the monitors and my
glasses.  Then he stood in my lap and ground his muddy paws into my
clothes.  Fleagor is even more certain to mess up the bed.

Most of the time, I love my cats, but sometimes some of them try my
patience.