The past few days have not gone my way.
Wednesday was so uneventful it's not even
Thursday I went to visit Nice Lady 1.
Note the picture of me in the background.
Yeah, I'm well loved.
Although I like Nice Lady 1, my attention quickly
turned towards the door home.
I got to enjoy some outside time.
Earlier, however, the leaf blower had made an appearance.
That made me a bit reluctant to enjoy myself.
So I waited for Mom to go first.
I had to check my surroundings before I felt
safe enough to enjoy a good roll on the sidewalk.
I kept it brief.
With my sense of insecurity ruffled,
I spent the rest of my day indoors.
I must admit, I was not only disappointed in the humans
around me, but myself as well.
Then Friday came.
Along with it, more yard monsters.
So I began my day in the only sensible place I could...
...underneath the bed.
Fortunately, the monsters went away in time for me to
enjoy the beautiful spring weather.
I tried to enjoy the tasty plant, but just couldn't
shake the feeling that something was going to scare me.
So I returned to the security of the building
known as home.
That's when I caught sight of something I wanted.
It was wayyyy down by the trash enclosure.
It had my complete attention.
So, when Mom was busy taking a picture of it,
I crept closer.
I couldn't take my eyes off it.
That explains why I got caught by Mom.
She scooped me up and carried me back to the patio.
I still couldn't take my eyes off it.
I wanted to stay out there for hours,
but, as you may recall,
things were not going my way.
Mom said that she wasn't feeling up to it.
Is there really a such thing as not feeling up
to enjoying a nice spring day?
So I remained bored for the rest of the day.
Eventually I would settle onto Mom's lap for a good nap,
but even that would be taken from me.
That's okay, I found a new spot between
the sofa and the end table to sulk.
Yeah, that's me in there.