So the door between our bedroom and bathroom squeaks. (Truth be told, every door in our house sticks, squeaks and/or creaks upon opening! This is more a statement of fact than a complaint.)
Anyway, yesterday I was awoken WAY too early by the repeated slow squeak of said door. I sit up and whisper (because Andy & Willa a managing to sleep through this), "Sig, what are you doing?"
Response: "It's not me. It's my cat Max--she's meowing. I think she's REALLY HUNGRY!"
The thing is, once I saw the cat's head peeking out from around the door, the squeak really did sound like a hungry cat! I wish I had my phone to prove it.
Of course I starting laughing hysterically--causing both Andy & Willa to snarfle & roll over. They are more alike every day!
Sig & I decided to take Max into the kitchen to make pancakes!
This video has nothing to do with squeaky doors--I just think Willa is precious!
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