The humans didn't get up early to feed us, how inhumane!  I attempted to pounce on them, they didn't stir. I amused myself by idling by the big clear wall they call a door, watching outside. The tiny creatures the humans call chipmunks, I call them breakfast, were chasing each other, almost taunting us. Black cat scratched at the door but the chipmunks ignored him and continued to taunt us. Surely they were hungry too. Tiny Tabby suggested we come up with a plan of escape. I will give this some thought for tomorrow. Until then, I'm starving!