Poor Sebastian

There is an elite circle of people for whom Sebastian has an unswerving devotion. When these people come to the house, his whole body wriggles with joy and he bounces around and cries like a puppy. My sister is in this circle. She came to visit this weekend, and Sebastian's happiness was complete. He spent the whole weekend following her around, looking for chances to get close enough to lick her face or lean up against her leg. No matter where she was or what she was doing, he was hovering close by.

And this morning, with her gone, he couldn't even be bothered to get out of bed.