Well it happened.

I was woken up by the sound of a cat fight.

I slowly rolled out of bed, and went to investigate WITHOUT my glasses.

I opened the balcony door and peered into the early morning.

In the courtyard was the orange cream cat and Daisy.

I began to quietly call Daisy’s name. The orange cat walked away but Daisy just sat there. Like a loaf of bread.

I frowned.

I called her again.

Daisy was being a drama queen because she and Smoky ate all her snacks and now she had to eat her garbage food. Ahem her normal food.

I sighed and went to fix Daisy some food. When I returned the deck. Daisy was still sitting there.

Out of nowhere, a tuxedo cat jumped up onto the balcony!

My eyes bugged out! I nearly keeled over!

That wasn’t Daisy in the courtyard! It was the other tuxedo cat!

Then it had me thinking.

These past few days, Daisy had been overly affectionate. Even allowing me to hold her longer than usual!

What if it had been the Tux!

Nah, I know my cat’s meow anywhere!

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