Tommy and I got up early (as in
before 7:00) and finished our usual routine. As I was sitting on the chair
doing the puzzles, Tommy came and sat next to me and again started kneading my
lap in preparation for a lap nap, but again today it ended after just a minute.
The science teacher in me thought
that I should see what makes her change her mind. I put on the gym shorts that I wore last time
she decided to nap. Sure enough, she came up, kneaded my lap and proceeded to
sit and take a nap in my lap. I still wasn’t sure if the gym shorts were the
key ingredient needed to get Tommy to sit on my lap and take a nap.
I left the gym shorts in a bundle
on the living room floor. She checked out the shorts, but took her next nap on
the living room floor not on the shorts. I’ll have to try other materials to
find out what the correct combination is. Maybe she’s just fickle and it
depends on a number of factors.
I’m leaving for lunch with a
friend, but before going I put the gym shorts on the bed to see if she’ll nap
on them on the bed.
When I returned I couldn’t tell if
Tommy had napped on the shorts. Tommy also wasn’t as vocal upon my return. She
just wanted her treat and some attention which of course she received. She’s
been brushing against my legs and feet with the side of her head a lot. She
also tends to rub her head (specifically around her mouth) on the corners of
the tables and the corner of any object (notebook, book, clipboard, etc.). I’m
not sure if there’s an issue there or she just prefers rubbing her face against
objects.
She spent most of the afternoon
lounging in the sunny corners of the house. Once evening was upon us, she moved
to the living room floor. Whenever she was awake and moving I tried to engage
her, but she didn’t spend much time being active. Hopefully we’ll get in some
play time before bed so she’s not up all night.
We played for quite a while
tonight. At times we played together and at times Tommy just wanted to run
around or chase one of her toy balls. Tommy and I also played “Tommy runs when
I move.” Whenever I would get up Tommy go “flying around the living room as if
I was in hot pursuit.
After the news we headed for the
bedroom and for some strange reason Tommy headed under the bed. I don’t know if we were continuing the
hide/run game or if she was just upset that the evening had ended. After a short time, she decided it was
bedtime and came up top for the night.
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