Several days ago I was working in the house and our talkative cat, Mickey, was somewhere in the house meowing. We call it "talking." And Mickey likes to talk occasionally for no particular reason other than to call out to us. So he'll meow and we call out to him "Mickey" and he meows and so the game goes.So when he started the game a few days ago, I could hear him but not find him. Then I spied him behind the blinds in the window seat, glued to the warmth of the sun. I got my camera got, called him one more time and caught this photo of him spying on me.
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