Hey....where is everybody?
It's dark in here.
Open the dang door!
He-eeeelp!
Okay, I'll stare at the door.
I'm staring.
Still staring.
* snort! *
That didn't work.
Mommie!
Momm-mmmmmiiiieeeeeee!!!!!!
That didn't work either. Maybe 'cuz I only thought it.
I hate the dark.
I hate small rooms.
I hate the pantry.
Where is everyone...don't they realise I am missing?
Doesn't anyone care?
Help! HELP! HELP!
Fine. I'll just sit here.
Yeah, right, what else can I do?
z-zzzz-zzzzz-zzzzzz-zzzz-zz-z
Opps, I fell asleep!
Is there anything good in here?
Tomatoes, onions...yuck! Corn, peas....speaking of which....
no litter box either. Dang!
I'll cross my legs.
Mom-mmmmmmiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeee!
I'll stare at the door again.

Didn't work.

Cat box.
Can't get that off my mind.
He-eeeyyyyyy!!! I need help here.
NOW!!!!!!!
Wau-uuuugggghhhhh!
sniff* sob
shucks.
Dagnabbit where is my Mommie?

Oh....hi Mommie. So nice of you to open the door.
Bye!
"Dancer, where are you going in such a hurry and why do you
keep going into the pantry when you know darn well you might
get shut in here? "

And from the cat room, in the area of the litterbox, there's
a contented sigh.