I sat in my office all afternoon yesterday without a glimpse of George. Today he spent the morning sleeping on my soft shawl in the closet and came out only at 3 to get some love and lap time.
Why 3? Why not earlier?
It was raining earlier, pouring. Despite the empty bird feeders and tipped-over bird bath I wasn’t going outside until the rain lightened. At 3 the rain mostly stopped, perfect time to go out and take care of the birds. Except for George.
Now it’s about 3:18. We leave for church at 3:30 and it’s a bit tight now to go out and fill the feeders, certainly no time to go for a walk. And George just got off my lap!