Saturday, April 5, 2008
This is Myst before the rain started yesterday. He really luxuriates up there and he gets ear scratches from Terry cause she says her computer is slow and it takes time to load anything so she might as well get the purring going.
Of course, as soon as the rain started, he jumped to alert and dashed under his deep dark place in the sofa. I was not too happy at losing my playmate and I went around the house, pawing and scratching and making playful motions so that he might come out and chase me.
Nothing worked. When it rains, nobody sees Myst until long after it stops. Sigh.