I suppose that is the point!  You're well trained :)

Jill

Oliver does the same thing.  He will go out into the living room when
we're all in the bedroom and he'll be out there for about 10 minutes
alone.  Then suddenly he'll start crying and meowing like he is the
loneliest, most lost little soul in the world.  It breaks my heart.
Then I call him and tell him "Oliver, we're all in here!" and he'll race
into the bedroom and jump into my arms and love me up like it has been a
year since he has seen me.  He seems to like for me to call to him and
tell him where we are at. If I go to him he loves me up but will do it
again until I call him.  I don't understand it at all but I am starting
to think there is more to life that I don't understand compared to what
I do understand!