Scaredy Cats

So for the second time in the last few weeks, I came home and no one greeted me at the door. I felt a little snubbed, like shouldn’t they be curious about who was making noise downstairs?

Yesterday, Alias was hidden underneath my futon. Kenta was sitting up on my futon. Norma was nowhere in sight. Just like the last time this happened, I heard a noise. It sounded like a chime but I don’t have chimes in my house. Instead, it was the storm door to the kitchen entrance banging against the side of my house. The handle is broken and somehow the latch came undone causing the door to bang in the wind. Both yesterday and the time before Alias and Norma let their fear overcome their hunger. They skipped a meal rather than risk going down stairs.

Kenta had no problem eating his latest meal.