Why can’t I have the window?

Yesterday was a beautiful day around here – in the 70s.  Mom had all the windows open to capture the breeze. I wanted to sit in the window. Can you guess why I couldn’t? 166

It’s not fair. Simon was completely spread out. Maybe I should have just jumped up there and sat on his tail. What do you think? Oh well, I’ll just sit here with the sun on my face and enjoy the warm breeze.