He's in a Mood. Me too.
He got stuffed in a bag for a while yesterday, while the alarms went off. Work on the building lead to carbon monoxide accidentally getting into the ventilation, followed by quite intentional evacuation of residents by the fire department. D got home as this occurred, and got Moby out before they stopped him entering. Moby's been very head-rubby and hyperalert and wanting to be petted-but not picked up, chasy, but not interested in chasing any toys, today. He'd been edgy several days before, so it can't be only the excitement yesterday.
I was at work throughout. Two long days leaving me in rather a mood. Foggy and fallen into desuetude.