Poor Morrie

So, good morning readers. I was just thinking about Morrie. Every night, for hours and hours on end, he just sits on our porch, staring up at our door and praying it would open. Which is weird. His owners live right across the street from me, and if he can out, surely he can get back in. So why doesn't he? Hmm. Maybe his owners put him on a diet of food he hates, and that would explain why he begs for food. But why would he deny the hospitality provided by his owners? Maybe he doesn't like toddlers. Not in the sense that cats hate young children, for all you who think that. Cats who live in families with toddlers need to put up with how the young kids treat them. Perhaps that is why. But then, surely all toddlers are asleep by midnight, at least. But seriously, that poor little cat sits there hours past 12:00AM. Here you can see him begging. Man, I might have to put a cushion out there for him at night if he keeps this up. Poor Morrie.