.... knows something is going on.
This is the doorway between the laundry room and the house, with the door to the garage behind me. Kitty has been staked out there since Sunday morning then Jim and the boys left. Every day, she waits patiently for 3:00 to come around when Grant and Alex get home from school (she listens for the sound their bike kickstands make when they park their bikes), then she waits for the sound of Jim's motorcycle at 6:00.
This week, she just lays there, looking at the door, her ears pricking up at the slightest sound in the garage.
Waiting. Poor Baby.
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