Day 92: Unpredictable Dispositions

Been out in the front yard several times... trying to lure the nay-bors into a social. Most ever body's gone, though... prolly settlin in some aired place.

The Mom turned down invitations that didn't include me and also those that did... on a counta she said one, she wasn't gonna leave me and two, we both have unpredictable dispositions.

Guess we need to work on that.