Sullen

Yesterday Mom's family members left.

Things returned to normal.

We went to get the mail and visit the Nice Ladies.

We spent time out on the patio.

And yet, I was not back to normal.

I was moody; sullen even.

Mom hung out with Computer Aunt.

Daddy came home.

I played with Mom for a little bit, but had difficulty

keeping interested in the string.

Auntie came over and eventually Uncle too.

At some point I pined for my nighttime recon.

I sat in my Box of Rebellion.

I investigated the scents of Mom's nieces

that remained on the blankets.

Ultimately, however, I couldn't shake my mood 

and returned to the back of the couch.

Then, for the second time in my life, I curled up 

in my cat bed on the couch.

To make matters more unbelievable,

when Mom offered to take me for a nighttime recon...

...I declined and remained in my cat bed.