I had an awesome weekend of porch time planned, and Mom was planning on curling up on the sofa with Dad and a pile of movies. It couldn't have sounded better to me. Mom was going to make-up for all the "hard work" she's been doing all week (her words - not mine) by spending some quality family time with us.
Friday she stayed at her work till 6pm. Saturday she went in at 8am and did not return till 11am. Sunday was the worst.
I had finally been allowed out on the porch, and I was sniffing and rolling. The Pawparrazzi was hot on my trail but it was lovely just the same. Suddenly she heard the ring of the bat phone, and I was shuttled inside.
The rest of the day she was "working from home".
It got me wondering what it is she does all day at this "Work" place? Mostly she talked on the phone and used her computer... and she does that here - for free. I guess she's pretty good at it, but I don't know that I would pay her for it. Not sure what I thought she did, as long as it didn't involve snuggling and playing with other cats all day. Do you ever wonder what your humans do for work?
She better have big plans to make all this up to me this week. I'm just saying.