Weak-end

Happy Monday to all you workers of the week,

This past weekend flew by. I usually do not remember what happened during the weekend, and this was no exception. Friday night was a long night. Wendy and I after quitting time went to run some errands. We made a few purchases and killed a little time.

We got home a little after dark, check local listings or the surveillance video, and proceeded to go inside for a quiet evening. We open the door and try to block Metro, but he whizzed by us. Well there went our Friday night. We leave him outside, where he is not supposed to be and routinely check on him. Metro decides not to come in, he will get close enough to the door and then darts off. Just enough to get our hopes up. Hours pass by and it now 2:30 am. Still no Metro inside, we decide to go to bed. I peek outside one final time, but nothing.

Fast forward a few hours. I get up and do my morning routine. I look for Metro and do not see him. After awhile I see him on the back deck. I open a can of tuna and try and coax him. He eats the tuna, but does not come in. I was able once to get my hand on his head, but he backed off hissing. He darts off for a few more hours.

Finally I see Metro propping himself on the front door. I walk slowly to the door, thinking it will be a repeat of him running away. However, to my surprise, he walks right inside. I guess 12 hours of being outside was enough. It was enough for us. Now he is back inside and just laying around and eating.

So Saturday was pretty much rest up from the late Friday night. We did not do much. I think we ran a few errands, but most of it I was asleep. Then Sunday was church and lunch with a friend...and more rest.

Now it is Monday. I may be caught up with rest, just in time for the week.