Brimley really didn't want us to go to work today. He's moulting and that puts him into a very clingy and needy mood. Every morning we walk out the apartment door and tell him, "be a good boy" and "we'll see you tonight." He answers from the kitchen with "I'm a good boy." This morning he was especially clingy. As I was closing the door he flew out into the stairwell. He freaked out, squawked, flew around us a couple of times, and then flew back in the apartment. He has never gone near the front door before, so I'm curious to see if he goes near it again. He'll be happy because I'll be home with him all weekend.