What's that?

I was having a slow walk around before, from room to room.

I stopped a few times to have sniffs.

I meowed at my hooman for a head scritch.

Then I heard something.

Noises by the front door.

Hoomans.

Lots of talking.

Things jangling.

I was on high alert.

I jumped up onto something higher.
I can hear better this way.

My little catty ears went forwards.

My whiskers twitched.

Lots of hooman noises.

Were they coming into my home?

I listened...and listened...and listened.

Then there were no more hooman noises.

I stayed higher up and washed my feets.