Friday, September 26, 2014

Tommy woke me up during the night and I was happy to have her attention again. She came up by my head, talked and I could tell wanted my attention.  After some petting and talking she settled in for a short time.  I was happy even for the short time she spent up on the bed for that meant that she was missing being up there and was again feeling comfortable on top of the bed.

She spent some time wandering around the bed and room before heading back under the bed. I had to remind myself that little steps forward were better than regression.  I fell back asleep and didn’t wake up until 8:00. I called for Tommy and it took her a while to decide to jump up and say hello.

Once the day began we had our morning of “pet and play.” At one point Tommy went to sit by the balcony door and enjoy the sun and fresh air. While she did that, I took the time to work on paperwork. When she was ready for some attention, she came over and I tried to pet her. She wanted a play session so we transitioned into playing. Unfortunately Tommy wanted to play by biting me, so I got up and went back to working on my paperwork and scheduling a car appointment.

Later Tommy appeared looking for attention. She jumped up on the desk, which hasn’t happened for a while and I could tell that she wasn’t going to try to bite. Instead she licked my hand. Whenever she has a biting “moment” it always seemed to be followed later by a hand licking time. I’d swear she was apologizing, and I know that some people don’t believe that cats feel remorse, but I’m not so sure.

I had to leave for lunch with friends and Tommy came right into the bedroom. I put some treats on the bed and she jumped up to get them. She usually is pretty good during the day about being left alone.

When I returned I brought back some different treats. I don’t think she’s a fan of salmon and she licked one, and then looked up at me as if to say, “You thought I’d like this?” She walked away without touching it again. It looks like my sisters’ cats will be getting more treats courtesy of my picky princess.

We spent our usual evening watching television and playing. During the news Tommy fell asleep, but woke up at the end. I carried her into the bedroom and she was fine until we got near the bed. I don’t know why she thinks I’m not going to let her jump down; I always do, but she still claws to get away when we get near the bed.

She jumped down from the bed. I put her snack on the bottom of the bed (no salmon!) and let her know that it was there.  She headed under the bed, so I turned off the lights and went to sleep. I’m still hoping that soon she’ll start sleeping on the bed again, but it looks like this is becoming the new routine.