And Suddenly There was a Knocking

Knocking, knocking on my chamber door.

I mean, there was. I was in the bedroom. Getting dressed. Someone knocked.

I live with my husband and it’s his bedroom, too. He’d have just walked in. So upon hearing the knocking, I called out with a question, “What?” Perhaps my husband just wanted to get my attention. We didn’t have company. The doorbell hadn’t run–I could hear that from the bedroom.

After I called out, Ham started pawing at the door and meowing.

He has apparently learned manners, though I can’t say where. Like I said, it’s me and my husband so it’s not like we have a lot of places where we knock at the door. Ham is a very smart cat.

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