What to do now? Twice you have returned and you have doubled in size, not so cute anymore. Today you stayed for nearly half an hour. To show off or just hang out while doing some knitting perhaps*.
I feel somewhat obligated now, after all I did try to entice you with a false promise of a meal. But yet have the natural inclination to do away with you, or keep you as far away as I can. This after I asked you to stay. Is it the fear of the unknown, it must be. If I knew you wouldn’t or couldn’t hurt me, I’m fairly sure I’d be completely complacent about your presence. So in my ambiguity I’ll relent, for you have taken away this sense of loneliness, if for only a short while.
Further, I have decided you are right handed, or right legged at least. While you “hung-out” upside down and did your “knitting”, not eight inches from my face I might add, you seemed to use mostly your right legs and foremost left leg to braid and gather your silk into a crumpled-up skein. For what future use I have no idea yet. And you have expanded your thoroughfare through the air, as you left and scurried up another silk, tethered off to the side a bit as opposed to the completely vertical one you came in on.
(picture from knitting friends/ google)
*gerhags—- for you hippies out there