How DO they know???

Cats, I mean. I have been all over this house today. I've gone
outside, I've gone in the kitchen and put things away, I've gone
upstairs and back down again. If I'm upstairs long enough, Sinclair
will find me. If I'm not, he stays wherever he is. I went in the
kitchen to make tea and there's no sign of him.

Then I got myself a slice of pie and within seconds of my first bite,
he's pawing at my elbow. Now, it's not the smell. I have no idea
where that cat was, but he was NOT within sniffing distance of that
pie. If it were the sounds of the kitchen, then he would have been
all over me when I started running water and clinking dishes. And it
isn't the sound of plate on table because THIS time I have a paper
plate and set it wayyyyyyyyyy over on my scanner, far away from any
prying eyes.

I can only figure it's gotta be the sound of my mouth chewing. But
even that - how can he hear it on the other side of the house? How
does he appear so damned QUICKLY???

The only way I can convince him that I'm not eating (i.e., lie and
have him believe it) is if I swallow quickly and look innocent and
simply pet him and ask what's up. Then he might go away and only
come back if I don't eat fast enough to make him think it was just a
sip of tea or something instead. Egads...

Anywho, I just had to exclaim over that one. He does the same thing
to me in the kitchen... the second I dump tuna fish into a bowl, he's
there. He doesn't come to the sound of the can opener or dishes or
cupboards, only the plopping of the tuna into the bowl. Gah.

~w