Cat-induced paranoia

I swear, the cats have intentionally made me paranoid. 

Lately, they've been unusually good.  Still, every time I even imagine I hear them in the sink, I get up to check on them.  So, when I'm hanging out reading, they go in the kitchen to play just to make me get up and find them being all "innocent."

Don't let their innocent appearance fool you.  They're evil.
Evil, I tell you.

I think they're laughing at me.