Freckles was so busy muching away at her food I don't think she even noticed Scrambles under the blanket on the couch. She finished eating and then jumped, turning completely around. The sound that startled her was Scrambles producing a wide-mouthed yawn, having finally decided that it was time to get up.
As Scrambles wiggled out from beneath the afghan, he stood and stared at me. I knew exactly what he wanted, so I decided I'd get up from my chair and see what we had for breakfast.
That's when the three of us -- Freckles, Scrambles, and I -- heard a sound that made us all jump to our feet in surprise.