I came home from my first day at my new job (after stopping at the gym to pretend I’m a gazelle on the elliptical machine), to find Captain waiting at the top of the stairs.
“Mrow!” he said, and I felt missed.
“Mrow!” he said, and I felt loved.
I went to pat him and he said, “MROW!” and ran… to the back door.
I assume, based on the evidence, that the conversation went more like this:
“Mommy, good, you’re home. Open the door!
“Mommy, now that you’re home I see no reason for you not to be opening the door.
“MOMMY, OPEN THE DOOR. I DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THESE SHENANIGANS. I HAVE THINGS TO SNIFF OUTSIDE. GET A MOVE ON!”
Thanks Buddy. Missed you too.