Yesterday I didn't really want to go to the Nice Ladies' office.
Mom tried to keep me calm by having me sit next to her.
Ultimately, however, I chose to go underneath my
favorite chair and stay there until it was time to leave.
When we got home, Mom left me alone for an hour.
I was a bit despondent.
When she eventually went and sat on the patio
to talk with Computer Aunt, I went out to the
sidewalk in hopes of catching sight of Angel.
When she didn't show, I tried getting closer to her window.
That was about the time Mom decided it was time to go in.
Once inside, I pleaded with Mom to fix my mood.
It wasn't until hours later when she finally
decided to play with me.
It was plain ol' string.
I even got up and tried playing in the dining room for a bit.
It wasn't long before the enthusiasm left me.
After a period of unrest,
I climbed onto a chair and tried to will Mom into
taking me for a nighttime recon.
When she resisted my mind control attempts,
I gave up and snuggled next to her on the couch.
Maybe this was for the best after all.