My wake-up call came at 6:00 today.
I assume that Tommy felt that since we had rested all day yesterday, we could
get up a little earlier today. We both were well rested and in good moods.
After the morning rubdown (petting) I was able to close my eyes for a few more
minutes, but Tommy’s fore paw was always in contact with my arm, so I couldn’t
bolt.
At 7:00 Tommy was napping, so I
left to make coffee and catch up on banking (first of the month stuff). I left the bedroom door open so she could
come and investigate whenever she woke up.
I was wrong, when she woke up and noticed I wasn’t there she just
started “calling” to me quite frantically.
I came running to see what the problem was as she came out of the
bedroom. We almost collided, but once she saw that everything was okay, she let
me know how upset she was that I had snuck out. She also let me know that I
owed her another neck/chest rubbing.
I headed back to the study to
finish my paperwork and also opened the window. Tommy had snuck up on me and I
hadn’t noticed. When I moved away from the window, part of my foot stopped on
her paw. She went flying into the living
room while yelling at/for me. You guess
it…round three of petting!
When everyone (meaning Tommy) was
finally calmed down and happy, I headed back one more time to finally
finish. I was mistaken. As I was typing,
she joined me on the desk and let me know that I was behind on neck/chest rubs,
so round 4. I don’t know how I fell
behind since we hadn’t even been awake for two hours yet! Of course, my boss
must have figured that I needed to work overtime for slacking off yesterday.
I finished all the paperwork,
watered the plants and was finally able to sit down with a cup of coffee and
the daily puzzles. Of course I barely got into the living room where my
mistress was patiently (?) waiting and she let me know that it was time for
round five!
As we were sitting in the living
room. I noticed a large tent next to the lagoon in the park. As we went to
investigate at the screen door, we found that there was a water ski show being
held. We could sit on the balcony and watch all day if we wanted. I held Tommy
up to the screen door so she could see the boat and skier. When she saw them
she started growling. My brave kitty was protecting her turf. (As if they could
get up here and she’s always brave when I’m holding her!) She proceeded to
spend the rest of the morning either sitting in her favorite box in the study
or on her throne, aka dining room chair, overseeing her subject (Me).
Missing Tommy saves my car. After lunch with a friend, a car appointment,
and running errands, I decided to skip my last errand and head for home. Had I
done that errand I would have been in the parking lot in St. Francis that got
flooded ruining several cars where I would have parked.
When the thunderstorm hits, we head
for the closet and this time I bring Tommy’s food and water dishes with us.
During some of the lower claps of thunder, Tommy is eating her crunchy food and
hardly notices the noise. At one point I practice the songs I need to learn for
choir. Tommy actually tries to open the closet door and escape. I guess I won’t
be singing her any lullabies at night.
The rest of the evening is spent
quietly. Tommy spends most of the time either under the dining room table or
near the window in the study while I’m typing. She does, of course, allow me to
pet her occasionally.
Tommy does show me that she can
also use the scratching post in the living room to scratch not just sit on top.
I also change out Tommy’s little mouse for a new one when I see that it is
splitting open. She’s starting to play with more of her toys to keep herself
amused when I’m gone or busy.
It’s time for bed and off we go,
but who is reclining right in the middle of the bed? Tommy; I guess I’ll be
sleeping on one of the sides for a change.
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