Go away for a spa weekend and lose all sense of priority – 27 hours in Boca Raton (well, 30 hours because we were delayed leaving) and I’m four days (or more) behind on #reverb10. I’ll start catching up tomorrow because the light on the timer in the office just turned off and (no lie) the cat is sitting right next to me with his eyes doing very long blinks… He’s tired but hasn’t figured out to go to bed on his own – he just looks at me and cries.
Hobbes used to do the same (he was just shy of 17 years old) and I would tell him, “Go to bed” and he would leave and go into the bedroom. Basil sits here looking more and more pathetic – he’s sort of waving back and forth now. He’s ready to fall over and keeps catching himself. P-A-T-H-E-T-I-C!