Tesh is staring in the window at me meowing and begging, holding a pitiful paw out imploringly. So I get up and go to the front door and open it and wait, and wait, while he stretches and stops to smell a plant and look at the moon, and finally wanders over to the door and straggles in, stopping halfway in to look back, considering whether this is really what he wants. I kick him in, sit back down and begin to type and not five seconds later, there he is again, staring in the window, meowing and begging, holding his paw out imploringly...
He is running through the house, straight out the kitty door and back around front.
I am NOT going to let him in again. |
