Contemplation

Mr Perkins contemplates the cat box. An unfavourable conclusion is reached. Perhaps he remembers the last time he went in it. He got driven in the car to the vet's, where he was vaccinated, wormed and microchipped. Or perhaps he just doesn't fancy going in the confined space.

I can tell his conclusion by his steadfast refusal to go in. I really have to shove him in there, although he is perfectly happy to go back in it at the end of the appointment, after his second vaccination.