It's a first step

 

I followed dad into the bedroom, and he attacked me with his clawrinet!  Well, he started playing it and I scooted right out of there.  I don't like it.

But he found me later and let me out in the backyard in the sun.  It was still chilly, and there were puddles from the rain still around.  But I scoped out the backyard and then went back in to lay in the sun by the door.

-- Calypso