Today I didn't want to get out of bed.
It was overcast and I heard some thunder.
Still, Mom wanted me to go check the mail with her.
She tried to use the old
"let's sit outside for a bit before we get the mail" routine...
Look at how happy I am about that:
When we got back, she tried to get me interested in a dead moth.
(Where's the fun in that, Mom?)
Before I knew it she was leaving me again.
Then I remembered that this was normal
and she'd come back smelling like teenagers.
I was bored and lonely,
so I put Mimzy in my food bowl.
It gave me little comfort.
When Mom came home she not only smelled like teenagers,
she had two teenagers with her.
I decided to enjoy my bench.
Mom let me know she still loves me.
I appreciated that.
She eventually opened the door.
It was raining,
I made a break for it anyway.
Mom put a quick stop to that!
So I went back to my bench.
Maybe Mom will play with me later.