This morning, I got out of the shower and go into the kitchen to put my lunch together and get breakfast where Matthew is making tuna salad. I hear Mischief whining like crazy.
Matthew says, “He's mad because I won’t give him tuna"
“Why?” I respond
“If you want him to have some, you give it to him."
So, i grab a small piece of tuna and look around…no cat. Then, I realize the whining is muffled which is somewhat confusing so I look around some more and realize that it sounds like Mischief is outside.
I mention that to Matthew.
Before we can check the door, we hear something leap up and scratch the door. We had ignored his whining so long, Mischief jumped up and hung onto where he could see in the window.
Matthew opened the door and he flew inside and down the hall.
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