Check to see if any of the cats still outside want to come in.
Will probably do the same about an hour later.
As an aside, the other night when temps in South GA were in the twenties, I apparently left the back door unlocked after a final check.
When I woke up at 6 AM, it was wide open and all the cats were sitting in the kitchen waiting for breakfast.
If the folks in service at Downton Abbey thought they had a rigorous life...get in line.
And I am the Earl at this tiny estate. Why am I waiting on these damn cats?
Count it a privilege!.
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Pssst...you didn’t leave the back door unlocked, we unlocked it. We don’t lock doors, so we guarded the kitchen until we could decide who was going to use Whisker Torture to wake you up to make breakfast, but you woke up in time.
Signed,
The Cats