Today I woke with a cramping, gurgling gut. I went to the bathroom and the cat had to come nose around which didn't help my upset belly any. "Errrr, gerrr, rnnnn."
"Quit purring and get!" I said.
It wasn't the cat. It happened again, "Unnnn, errrg, unn-unn."
I clutched my belly, afraid my intestinal distress was serious.
It settled down, and not ten seconds later, started up again.
I was ready to yell for my honey when I realized
it was the neighbor using his weed eater, and the sound was coming through the overhead bathroom vent.
What a relief!