Building an Ark

It has rained solidly for the last 24hrs and the garden is rapidly becoming a quagmire.
The cats are miserable and getting quite aggy with each other. They are reluctant to get even slightly damp and seem totally unconcerned that I am starting to sprout fungi from this relentless moisture. It's obviously OK for me to get soaked to the skin waiting hand , foot and finger on the lazy little blighters.
I fear that, if this weather keeps up, we may end up at the bottom of the hill, instead of half way up, having slid down on a sea of mud.
I have put the queens quarters up in Bill's bachelor pad, ready for him to do his stuff. Quite frankly the cold and damp is enough to dampen any amorous feelings he might have and all he seems inclined to do is huddle in his nice warm bed.
Oh to be a cat !!!!!
It looks as though the babies may all have found homes to invade (fingers crossed) so they won't need a place on the Ark when I build it.
I've decided not to do the 2 by 2 thing - there are some creatures I just refuse to share my space with- wasps and slugs spring to mind immediately.
I fear that when I repopulate the planet "apres la deluge" we may be somewhat top heavy with cats and a little lacking in most other areas - ho hum.
As for the human contingent - the list of people NOT invited on my boat is getting longer by the minute. BOOK EARLY TO AVOID DISAPPOINTMENT.