Suspicious...

Ah, I love to be outdoors. I've been a bit of a bad cat lately and haven't been coming in after dark. The lady calls me and calls me. I hear her, I'm just not ready. Then when Alan comes home (much later, of course, I stroll slowly up the slope. He then chases me inside. It's all a game.

I've not warmed up to the other cat. She's trying to make friends. I'm just not willing. She's in my territory. I was here first!

There's strange talk and shuffling. Could I be moving again? Where to? What is this place called Georgia?