I'm lying in bed this morning, petting Little Feet. Dulce Mae is still
inside - in the bathroom drinking from the bathtub faucet. Senyah and
I are just sort of dozing.

Suddenly, Senyah turns to me and says, "There's a cat crying outside."

I have my hearing aids out, so I don't hear it. I ask if it could be
Dulce Mae, wanting out of the bathroom (the door is pulled almost
closed).

She tells me, "No, it's farther away."

So I get up, pull some pants on, and go to the back door, and take a
cup of cat food with me. Sure enough, Squeaky Girl is outside our
door, meowing fior all she's worth, telling me it is WAY past
breakfast time (grin).

Well, I learned two things this morning:

1 - Squeaky Girl says we are her main people.
2 - Senyah has outstanding hearing

I most certainly not be whispering any secrets within fifty feet of
Senyah from here on out (grin).

Hugs and Purrs,
Mark