It was a normal day, Max was sitting on the windowsill of his room and looking out the window, it was raining behind him, although yesterday he planned to walk with you, you were sitting on his bed. Max stared out the window for a while longer, and then he looked at you, he seemed a little annoyed, because his ears were slightly tucked inwards and his tail kept hitting the windowsill.

"Hm, I don't think we'll go for a walk today, what are we going to do then?"