What? No cat?

Have Armen's cats this weekend and I love them but they are driving me nuts. Duds sleeps under my bed all day and then is a howling weir wolf at night meowing out an opera for hours on end - I think because he wants to be out of the prowl killing wildlife. In the end at 2am I gave up, locked them in my kitchen from where they have access to the cage outside and stuck ear plugs in. I took out an ear plug a while later and he was still meowing for England. Hope neighbours didn't hear them. He's like this at home too and I pray by not giving in to him he'll learn fast not to meow incessantly with me because he won't get anywhere. He was like this when we first moved to bracknell and after 2 days of no sleep we gave in and let him out and then he was missing 3 days. Dudley also thinks my sofa is one party size scratching post despite being surrounded by his own posts. Scooby has prized out the skirting under my kitchen cupboards so they got filthy in there chasing spiders I guess. He walks all over my lap top every hour for a cuddle and then makes noise scratching like mad trying to get into wardrobes every hour - like a crazy cuckoo clock. Luckily he then sleeps somewhere near me for a while. You know, not getting that kitten could be a very good idea. I value my sleep very much indeed, never mind the prospect of spending weekends in Bmouth which would not be fair on said puddy cat.