Yesterday I wasn't feeling very confident.
When Mom and I went to visit Nice Lady 2 in the office,
I hid under the chair.
When we had our patio time,
I sat in the corner.
Once nighttime came around,
I opted to view the outdoors from my window.
Well, the Teenagers were visiting.
I finally got up enough courage to sit outside on
my tether for a bit.
I guess I had waited too long to find my courage,
because the Teenagers all came outside.
So I retreated back to my window.
As soon as they left, however, I returned to the outdoors
with renewed enthusiasm.
Much to Mom's surprise, though, I didn't stay out long.
I joined Mom on the couch as she played her video game.
Then, suddenly, she jumped up and hunted down a spider from
underneath the DVD racks.
I just watched as she killed it.
It was huge!
Later, however, I decided to step it up.
I found a spider of my own.
This one was of a more manageable size.
When I was done, Mom was unconvinced of its demise.
So she finished it off.
I made it stop moving across the floor.
That was all I cared about.
With my renewed sense of confidence I boldly
began to ask for a nighttime walk.
When I didn't get it I sat on the dining room chair for a bit.
Then I began to play,
but I wasn't about to let Mom join me.
She had her chance.