The Look

Tally is questioning me about all my choices tonight. Why is this pillow here where I usually sit? Why are you talking to your dad and not petting me? Why are you watching this baseball game? Why did you let Miya back into the house?
Never underestimate the the look of a cat.
Once again we were promised rain, staring at 7pm. A light shower at 9 pm but more noise and light than rain so far. We really could use the rain.