Yesterday I was back to my routine.
I began my day in my Alternate Box of Rebellion.
Eventually, of course, I went to visit Nice Lady 1 in the office.
Mom caught me mid stretch in this picture:
Nice Lady managed to get my attention
by ringing a wooden bell.
When it was time to go I was eager to get home,
however, I was NOT eager to cross the snow.
Then rest of my day was fairly uneventful.
I slept in various places closest to wherever Mom was.
It was, after all, a cold day outside.
Oneself can only be lazy for so long...even if
oneself IS a cat.
So I began to pine for a nighttime walk.
Mom gave me all sorts of excuses.
"I'm already in my pajamas."
"It's below freezing outside."
Whatever, Mom. What-e-ver!
I was BORED!
So when she tried to film my pouting face,
I played with her dangling lens cap.
Then I got closer to the door.
I waited for Mom to give in.
Then I began the usual pacing around the house
and back to the door.
Mom, however, stood her ground.
So I stood mine as well.