Don't Go

My sister and brother-in-law are going on a long trip starting tomorrow. Preparations have been going on for a few days, and Arthur seems to be taking it in stride although when they finally walk out the door with the suitcases, it's going to be very sad indeed.

I may be projecting, but this morning's wait-in-the-bathroom-doorway (while my brother-in-law showered) seemed a little mopier than usual.