Friday, October 3, 2014: The Sleeper Sofa Adventure

Tommy didn’t wake me up until around 5:30. She jumped up on the bed near my head. She then began an extended purring concert. She didn’t want to be petted; she just wanted to lay down next to me and purr. This went on for about 10-15 minutes, then she jumped down to have a meal.

I woke up after 7:00. Tommy was waiting under the bed for me to open the door. I’ve learned to give her a clear path as she tends to dart out from under the bed. When she entered the living room, she went right to her rug and waited for her morning meal of grass. While she ate, I did my usual morning routine.

Once she finished we played. No matter what I try she still prefers the fleece teaser although she did play with another teaser this morning.  Once we finished, it was time for a drink and to check out the view from the balcony door.  All seemed to be well, so she then headed back to her rug for her morning meditation.

After lunch I needed to go for a haircut and do some research at the library.  When I brought my walking shoes into the living room, Tommy headed right for the bedroom. She sat by the end table knowing that treats would soon be coming. I put the treats on the bed and she jumped up to eat them. I said goodbye and closed the door.

When I returned we had a typical night until I decided to stretch out and opened the sleeper sofa.  Tommy of course was curious and even though she’s had bad experiences inside the sofa, she squeezed herself along the side of the bed and into the area that usually housed the mattress and frame.  Since there’s no way out, she cried for help.

I removed cushions and tilted the front of the mattress and frame up so she could escape. After putting everything back including putting the small pillows along the side of the bed where she had entered, I thought that we were done. Tommy explored under the bed and realized that she could also squeeze herself into the forbidden place between the frame and the outer frame of the sofa. 

Within a minute she realized her dilemma and cried out.  Again, cushions were removed and she jumped out. This time she chose to stay on the top of the mattress near me.  We settled in and fell asleep. Later when I woke up, I decided that since the bed was out we’d just sleep there. I saw that Tommy had moved to her rug, so I said good night and turned off the lights. I was sure that the sleeper sofa adventure wasn’t over.