Friday, August 22, 2014

When I woke up in the morning Tommy was again by the window. I know that she was on the bed sometime during the night, and I miss waking up to her by my side. I know that she’s a teenager now and probably having some rebellious ideas. Hopefully she’ll return to the bed as she matures.

I got up and tried not to disturb her and went to complete the normal morning tasks at the computer. When I finished of course she was there to let me now that she was awake.  I spent much of the morning searching for shirt collar stays and Tommy was a “big” help. I never did find them and I know that I have at least two dozen of them!

After the exhaustive search, Tommy napped under the dining table, but woke up long enough to expect some petting. She always goes “belly up” which tells me that she trusts me and I always reward her with a good rub down/petting. The rest of the afternoon was spent with me completed tasks supervised by Tommy (either awake or napping).

I prepared for the concert and got Tommy settled in for the night. For some strange reason, she readily ran into the bedroom when I called and shook the treat bag. She jumped on the bed right away searching for her treat.  We may finally be getting to the point where she understands my leaving and return.

When I return Tommy greets me right away, but something seems off. When I go into the bathroom I see that the toilet paper roll has been partially shredded. I know that I closed the bathroom door because I remember thinking how warm it still was in there. I must not have shut it tightly and Tommy somehow was able to get the door open and make TP confetti.

I brought the remnants out to confront Tommy and in a calm voice I said that we don’t do this to TP.  She seemed contrite, but I’m sure she was thinking “If you leave the house and I’m not supervised, you never know what trouble can happen!” Lesson learned, I’ll be more careful about the bathroom door in the future.

I knew that Tommy wanted to play and even though I was really tired from singing and standing on my feet at the benefit, we had an extended play time.  I made sure that part of the time we played in the bedroom and when I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer, we again moved back into the bedroom, but this time I closed the door.

I prepared for bed and wished Tommy a good night. She sat by the window and seemed to understand that the old guy needed to regenerate while she had plenty of energy left and would have to amuse herself until she was ready to go to sleep.