It didn’t happen this way, as Rosie isn’t a morning person. But this is how it might have happened if she was…

Rosie stretched awake in the early morning hours, sunlight filtering its way through the curtains and painting the bed with it stark colors.

“Mrmphlph?” she asked, and hearing no reply from her husband Paul, glanced over and noticed his side of the bed was empty.

Getting up, she gracefully exited the bedroom and wandered down the narrow hallway to the rest of the house, becoming aware of a silence filling the place with… an expectation of something…

And then she saw… for over by the windows in the living room, eerily quiet, was Paul and their two cats, Ninja and JerrieCat, looking intently out the window towards the ground. They took no notice of her.

“Uh-oh,” she thought, “this can’t be good.”

“Um, honey…?” But she got no further as Paul motioned her to be quiet. He pointed with his hand as to what the trio was looking at.

“What?” she persisted, to be met with and low rumbling growl from JerrieCat.

And so Rosie walked over to the window, navigating the floor strewn with catnip toys, actually missing them all this time. Arriving at the window, she looked in the direction indicated and saw…

…another cat. Mostly tabby colored, with white fur here and there. Perched imperiously on the small front porch landing.

“Oh, no, and then there were three…?” she wondered…

TO BE CONTINUED (???)

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