FESTIVE FELINES HIGHJACK LAWHAMMER! (Patreon)

Just in case you spotted us streaming live on Sunday morning UK-time on Twitch, it was not planned.

The cats, desperate for food, broke into the livingroom using daring, wires and pulleys, and precise timing, then started a STREAM BY THEMSELVES! 

That gave everyone the following face streaming live when I chased the little buggers out. 

I then fed the little purr monsters.

1 - 0 to the cats.

They got their food.

But I didn't realise the cats had started a stream!

I only found out when The Loremaster of Sotek pinged me that I was streaming, and was it on purpose? 

BUT THAT WAS AN HOUR AFTER THE STREAM HAD STARTED! 

So, apologies for streaming my be-hatted mug for an hour. It was not planned. There is no need to worry. You have not missed any impromptu streams. 

But, the question you may be asking you yourself is: how did the cats manage to make a bid for stardom?  

Well, the mouse pointer was left over the STREAM LIVE button last Friday. This morning, the whiskered shits stood on the production PC touchpad as they were running away from me. And, that's when the stream began.

At least they streamed the the GM cam, which was switched off. If it had been on another camera, you'd've seen me angrily chasing the wee buggers in a dressing gown, swearing at them that I'd now need to vacuum the room thoroughly again. 

... 

Okay... that would have been as funny as hell...

Little shits.