Did Someone Say More Tape?

Because it's not bad enough that I have to be all ready for the contractors to show up by 7am (which rules out rolling out of bed at 7:30 since the cats, birds, and dog need to be fed and safely locked up before anyone else gets there), I have to deal with the sound of tape being pulled off the floor protection in the middle of the night.

It's hard to get a good picture of a black cat rolling around on the floor if you have my photography skills, but what you should be able to see are all the little pieces of blue painter's tape that used to be holding down the sides. And you can't even see how much he has pulled up, chewed on, and left connected.

I can't even imagine what the contractors are going to think when they get here tomorrow...