Amy, standing outside our closed door, rings the doorbell and barely hears it, it being a loud fog horn instead of a bell tone. She does hear something very clearly; John. He’s also inside the house and screams in surprise! On the way to the door Formica Dinnette, our cat, lunges out of her tunnel and John screams again, leaving him stumbling.
We three females have enjoyed the show as John is still clutching at his chest. We decide that all that deep breathing and accelerated heart activity is probably as beneficial to him as a good run around the block and we’re well pleased. He’s still gasping for air.  nancymauerman.com