Napping with a chance of sunpuddles.
How's that for a forecast? I suppose it really might not count at all because it wasn't exactly a forecast so much as it was an affirmation.
Perhaps you noticed our failure to post yesterday? *I* wanted to, but the Human said, Oh, no, Spitty, I'm gonna take care of this everyday fantasy I can see developing in your little cat-brain right now before you start pestering and pestering. Even more than you do now.
I don't think that was a very nice sentiment. Old meanie.