Mack, as usual, was miaowing at the kitchen door as I stepped out into an icy morning.  But where was Mabel?  I fed some cat biscuits to Mack to keep him quiet, expecting Mabel to appear after I had fed all the other animals.  She didn’t.  So then I opened the barn and the barn kitchen.  No sign of her.  Then I tapped on the door of the garage and a tiny “miaow” could be heard by an anxious “mother”.  Back to the house for the garage keys and there, unrepentant, was Mabel who ran next door to the cat barn and waited for me to give her and Mack their breakfast.