For me today’s morning started with Stalone cries at about 5 am. By the time I woke up and got out of the bed, he quieted down probably in despair.
I went to search for him: he wasn’t in the sleeping room, where he usually is around 5am trying to wake us up. Neither was he in the kitchen, or in the living room, or on the second floor. Trying to not think about crazy things I checked pantry, laundry room, basement, and even gazed behind the front door - he may have sneaked out at night and obviously couldn’t get back now if he did.
Stalone was nowhere to be found!
Nothing new came to my sleepy mind and I went around the house again. This was the time when I noticed restroom door being shut: we rarely close these, cats don’t approve locked doors. So this one being shut gave me a hope.
When I pushed the door open, Stalone was sitting on the toilet seat cover like a king. He couldn’t have been there for long, as he didn’t run to neither litter box or food bowl after regaining his freedom.
Instead he imposingly sailed out with not much more than a glance in my direction as if cat owners’ sole purpose is indeed to let their cats out of the restrooms where they lock themselves in at 5am on Tuesday morning.
And who really thinks any different?..
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