Bramblepoint do you think the porch is falling apart or do you just weigh a ton.

It was a new adventure! Titmouse was heckin' stoked to be following around Liffey, and it never once crossed through his mind that he'd be considered lost by his family. Or that Lagan might've been worried sick, or being punished, or some other thing. Titmouse was doing what he always did - focusing on the present, and all that lay before him.

At this point that meant following Liffey, then sitting and waiting when she stopped and waited. She called out to someone and Tit, thinking the song could use an accompaniment, added his own gravel-voiced yowling until she stopped. He yipped playfully a few more times, taking some scattered steps around Liffey with his butt wiggling ferociously (and tail practically lifting him off the ground it was helicoptering so hard), and then he pounced at one of her paws.

The seriousness of his predicament had clearly not dawned upon him.