You might remember that on Friday I reported there would be visiting with family and that I'd be back on Tuesday. I was under the impression the visiting would be happening here (at the center of the universe). Imagine my horror when I saw the hated rolling boxes with zippers coming out of the closet (Suitcases my parents call them, oddly named, as neither pack suits).
It all became horribly clear that there was a misunderstanding. I was being abandoned, so my parents could Visit with family in another state. I was left alone in the house for three full days! Here is how my weekend went friends...
Hour One - Two - Meowing by the back door at the injustice of it all.
Hour Three - Six - Napping
Hour Seven - Eight - Purraying that they have someone coming to feed me.
Hour Nine - Ten - Inspecting under the bed as the neighbor puttered about the kitchen making my treat and meal. I know what some of you are thinking, but I was not scared, I just thought under the bed needed a serious look over.
Hour Eleven - Eating all of my food including licking the bowl. I was very hungry! I even nibbled my dry food.
Hour Eleven & 1/2 - Unmentionable
Hour Twelve - Grooming (my fur is extra soft now)
Hour Thirteen - Trying to turn on the laptop to report this travesty.
Hour Fourteen - Fifteen - Wishing I could turn on cable and watch Animal Planet.
Hour Sixteen - Twenty - Napping
Hour Twenty-one - Twenty-two - Bored
Hour Twenty-three - Mousey and me time
Hour Twenty-Four - Inspecting the closet while the neighbor made my breakfast. Wondering if he was given proper petting instructions?
Rinse and repeat x2. They're back now, and they had fun. Mom's right hand got a bit messed up (don't worry she'll be fine), I'll report on that tomorrow. For now it's alternating snuggles and the back of disrespect. They better not be planning any other outings anytime soon.