This weekend I had a phone date with Laura, one of my closest friends from college. At one point in the conversation, she was telling me about her cat Charlie, who apparently must be put on a leash before he can roam about in her yard...
Lou: He needs a leash?
Laura: If I just let him outside he won’t come back.
Lou: He runs away?
Laura: Yeah. And I worry I won’t go after him. I’m just at a point in my life where if he doesn’t want to be with me, I’m not going to chase him.
Truer words, my friend. Are we still talking about the cat?