Picci, per vet, was sequestered in the basement all night long and WOULD NOT SHUT UP ABOUT IT!
Pathetic mewing that wafted upstairs through the night!
Of course, when I went down to let her out, she was not standing by the door -- oh, no, she was just somewhere whining. She then came out, took a spin around the dining room and went back downstairs to the basement.
"Well, whadja expect? I got no brains, just a head full of fat and fur!"
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