Cat destruction

He woke me up during the night. I was clear awake to the sound of Cute Cat licking the orchid leaves, in turn causing the leaves to scrape the curtain. I moved the plant, so he could (for whatever reason he has) lick the plant as much as he wanted to, without scraping the curtain so annoyingly loud. But I still couldn't sleep, the sound of leaves being licked was still too much for me. So I locked Cute Cat out of the bedroom. Or at least I closed him out of the bedroom. A few moments later, I again woke, to the sound of Kamikaze-Cat throwing himself repeatedly on the door handle, finally forcing the handle down far enough to allow the door to open, and himself to re-enter.

The picture shows the sad, broken fabric flower, once so proud, now so beaten. Cute Cat has taken the spririt out of it. Repeatedly.