Locked in the Closet

My mom is so jumpy that when she can't see where I am every 20 seconds she runs around through the house calling for me in an ever increasingly panicy voice. It's kind of amusing sometimes. Especially since Tommy and I don't wear collars anymore and she can't hear where we are as well so she's always looking for me or my brother. So anyway, this afternoon she was working and forgot to look and then she saw Tommy sitting outside the bathroom closet and I heard him plainly say "My sister is inside there aren't you going to let her out?" but Mom just asked why he was sitting there and went back to work. About a hundred years later, well probably about a half hour, Mom said "Shilgiah, where are you?" and of course I never answer when she calls (it's a girl cat thing) so she starts panicing and running around the apartment looking in all my hiding places and Tommy's still sitting outside the closet saying "Why don't you look in there?" Finally, Mom opens the door and I'm sitting there and does she scoop me up and kiss me and tell me how sorry she is? Nooo, she picks up Tommy and kisses him and thanks him for telling her where I was. All she said to me was that I needed to be careful and not get myself locked in closets. Humpf!