I just came downstairs to get on the computer and heard Popsie let out this wretched meow then continue to howl. DH was sitting on the couch and could see Popsie at the top of the stairs. I said, "What is his deal?" DH said something must have scared him because his fur was poofed and he was staring at the banister leading down stairs.
The only thing that I could think might have scared him was, at the time, I was stirring a bowl of oatmeal and the spoon was scraping the side of the bowl.
What a goofy cat.