Wilbur sat in the window nook in his and your's home. His tail flicked, as he pouted. Seeing that it was raining outside. Raining hard. He hated rain. That meant he couldn't go outside. He didn't want to get wet. That meant he couldn't get coffee with you! He loved going to cafè's with you and sipping on coffee while talking!

Besides pouncing on his toys (and maybe your things), he had nothing to do. :( Maybe bug you?