I stepped outside and instantly became mesmerized by the heat of the sun. You know, you just feel the warm rays on your face and all intentions of moving instantly disappear as you stay glued to the spot, face in the air.
I was like that with feeling the sun on my back.
Although R did have a blip the other night: there I was thinking I would be loving, and licked her on the lips. She shoved me away in disgust, wiping her mouth where I had placed my loving smooch. I was hurt - there was no need for that reaction. So what if I had just come from licking the toilet bowl...??
I, being Albie, helped:
Oh! Did I happen to mention that Albie's love food?
Anything and everything, from sweetcorn to fish, ham to coffee. (R says that last one is not good for me, but I just love it and try to sneak a sip from their coffee when their backs are turned. Espressos are the best!)
In fact, it got to Wednesday night and I told him exactly what I thought: that he should go to bed, and then I could go to bed too and not fear I was missing out on anything fun.
I miaowed it at him for a good half an hour or so. He thought R had trained me to tell him not to work so late. She hadn't though; I did it all by myself!