I gave mum a good talking to when she got home, as she had forgotten to put my bag back on the bed after she had made the bed last night. I proceeded to roll around on it and ask to be brushed.
It has turned stormy this afternoon, of course on the day when mum forgot to take her jacket to work. She got in with a pile of groceries before the rain started though, even though she had the slowest bus driver in the city drive her home. Leftovers for her dinner and a feast for me. She is now smelling the house out by boiling eggs to make for sandwiches for lunch tomorrow. Egg farts in bed - I am so looking forward to it.