Sophie's morning airing

This morning before I started my ablutions, I let Sophie onto the balcony for some fresh air. As I was preparing to leave, I went to call her inside. The following conversation ensued.

Me: Sophie, time to come in.
Sophie: Just a minute. I'm sniffing this cobweb.
Me: Sophie, come on in now. I have to go.
Sophie: Hang on. This is really important.
Me: Sophie, come on.
Sophie: But the pine tree is swaying in the wind. I have to sniff the wind. No, the tree!(Sophie sniff-sniff-sniffs, then settles down comfortably in meatloaf position.)
Me: (sterner) Sophie, don't get comfortable. It's time to come in. Now.
(Sophie gets up and turns around to face me. A breeze blows, ruffling the new coleus plant I repotted into the balcony planter last night.)
Sophie: (earnestly) But Coleus will be lonely. (Rubs up against planter. Looks at me imploringly.) I can't leave her out here by herself.
Me: Yes, yes you can. She's a plant. She was made for this. Come in now.
Sophie: (hangs head) OK. (comes inside)
(I shut the sliding door.)
Sophie: (looks up at me.) You're mean.
Me: I'm not that mean. I feed you.
Sophie: (rubs up against me) I love you!