Annabelle has been acting more strangely than usual for the past two days. She likes to explore the halls, as you all know, and we did a couple of turns yesterday. Last night, after the cat food guys left, she sat in front of the door, waiting to get out, and loudly mewed over and over. I wouldn't let her out, but it worries me since I believe cats sense more than we do. My first thought was, I hope Johnny's all right. He's my 78+ year-old neighbor who's not in the best of health.
So, Annabelle and I will take a turn as soon as the birds finish up their breakfast and the cats get bored.