Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Tommy didn’t stir on the bed until 5:30 this morning. She even stayed put during the night when I got up to go to the bathroom.  Either she was very comfortable where she was and didn’t want to make the effort to move, or she was just tired.

Once 5:30 came around, Tommy was ready to eat, but wasn’t too much of a pest, only trying to rouse me a few times before 6:45 when I finally got up. I cut my finger removing the lid from her can of food and had to run and take care of it.  She didn’t complain at all, but just waited patiently in the kitchen until I returned with my bandaged finger.

Once breakfast was done and grass had been eaten, Tommy seemed to be upset.  She didn’t want to be touched, but kept talking to me. She finally went into the bedroom and sat on her rug. She allowed me to pet and scratch her and began purring. Sometimes she’s not very specific about her needs and it takes me a while to figure it out.

Having received the attention that she wanted she went back into the living room and settled down on the ottoman to enjoy the sunshine. I spent the majority of my day trying to catch up on paperwork. Whenever I needed a break, it seemed that Tommy would show up, jump on the desk, and get me to focus my attention on her.

After feeding her dinner and having my own, I got ready and went to choir.  When I returned, Tommy was ready to play, so we spent some time expending some energy. Once that I was done, I was off to bed knowing that sooner or later Tommy would want to sleep on the bed and get some of my body heat.