Whitey decided to announce he was lonely by meowing. At 1 something awful AM. I called him, and he quieted.
He then got lonely again and again announced it by meowing. At 2 something awful AM. I called him and started to look for him, and he quieted.
By 6 AM, he had gotten a clue, and was snuggled with Billy and the humans on the big bed.
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