Being the fickle feline that I am, today when Mom came to get me to take me to the studio with her, I high-tailed it for my hiding spot behind the bed. And no matter how much she cajoled me, I wasn't about to be persuaded to get trussed up like a turkey again. No way, Jose'!
I could only imagine Mom's loving voice in my little brain today, because I was here and she was there. Oh well, c'est la vie. Right now, I'm thinkin' I'd rather never go outside again than to get strapped into that little black contraption.
I really need to weigh my priorities here. I mean, how badly do I want to go outside? Is there really anything I miss out there?...besides spending the day with Mom, of course. I'll let you know what I come up with after I noodle it over a bit.
For now, a big ciao and a big meow!