They heard rustling right outside their room.
The squeaking started at increasing volume until a chunk of cucumber each brought peace.
Someone brought me flowers as a thank you.
But - so far as these 3 are concerned any rustling of bags is about them.
The squeak of the door on the logburner two rooms away is enough to set ours piggies off, easily mistaken for the sound of the fridge door I suppose...
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