My Wednesday is summed up in this one photo:
Thursday was only slightly better.
I was allowed to enjoy the patio briefly during the afternoon.
By the time nighttime came I was overwhelmed by
my desire to return to the outdoors.
I begged and begged for a recon until my
meows turned into yawns.
Mom finally relented.
Unforturnately, the night was prone to sudden
gusts of wind.
I found myself unwilling to patrol the neighborhood.
So I stayed close to home and searched for my new neighbor.
Mom kept accusing me of looking in the wrong windows.
Still annoyed by the wind,
I took shelter on the patio.
I remained determined to get as much
outside time as possible.
Who knows when I'll be allowed to enjoy the night again.