Yesterday was all rainy.
At first I stared outside, depressed;
unwilling to venture out to the patio with Mom.
When I was done doing that,
I rebelled against the state of the weather.
I remained in my Ultimate Box of Rebellion until
I'd had enough of that too.
Of course, it was Wednesday...
so Mom left me for a few hours.
That did nothing to help my mood.
I tried to alleviate my depression by putting Mimzy in my food bowl.
This is my definition of 'comfort food'.
Once Mom returned and finally settled down for the evening,
I curled up next to her on the couch.
Maybe the sun will make an appearance tomorrow.