Poor Mr. Bailey.
He seems to have a crisis of indecision.
Tis a Saturday morning and the house is quiet. The day has yet to begin as I am still covered up relaxing in bed. Here comes thumping boy! He stomps over me to go to the soft pillow. Once positioned on it, he does that cat spin around then stops. He walks off the pillow and meanders to the soft blanket about 2 feet away. Again, he does the cat spin and stops.
He walks back toward the soft pillow but stops between them both. He looks perplexed as he looks back and forth debating…
With his eyes half closed we can see a crisis of indecision.
He can’t make up his mind. Soft Fluffy Pillow. Soft Fluffy Blanket.
He closes his eyes for a few moments as he ponders his destiny… At what soft place will I find myself, he muses.
So what does he do?
He decides to sit right between them both of them. I guess not making a decision is the best decision after all.
Now, I will go back to sleep.
KT!
The Moral of this Story….
“Indecision may or may not be my problem.”
Jimmy Buffett