"What's wrong?"
"Meow!"
Da Li turned his head and meowed at her, then went to the door and tapped it with his paw.
He looked back at her.
Yi Chichi understood instantly. It meant he wanted her to open the door.
She pulled back the blanket and got out of bed, but instead of opening the door immediately, she ran to check their toilet, the litter box.
These two were particular, insisting on separating wet and dry in the house.
The fine-soil box was specifically for burying poop, while the sawdust box was for pee.
The dirt box was especially clean, but the sawdust was quite wet.
Yi Chichi was puzzled, "You two want to go outside to poop?"
Da Li and the others couldn't understand her, but they sensed the noise outside was getting louder and became anxious.
Instantly, the sound of shrill cat cries echoed inside, their backs arched, eyes fixed on the door, and began hissing.
This was a posture cats take when they sense danger.
