Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Tuesday November 4, 2014: A New Place to Chill

My furry “alarm” didn't wake me for the first time until after 5:00 A.M. Tommy came up by my head and greeted me before noticing the treat on the bed which she then devoured. She then jumped off the bed as if she knew that it was too early to expect any action on my part.
Around 6:00, Tommy again came up to greet me, but this time she laid down near my head for a short time. I told her that it was still too early, but I’d compromise today and get up at 6:30. Wouldn't you know it, at 6:25 she was back on the bed and this time put her cold little wet nose on my nose. I was time for me to get her breakfast ready.
As I put her breakfast in her bowl, Tommy rubbed against my legs. I’m sure this is her way of showing her affection and appreciation. She also stretched out with her hind paws on the floor and her fore paws on the cupboards to make sure that I was actually doing what I was supposed to be doing and doing it efficiently and quickly.
Once she was eating I could make coffee and print the morning puzzles.  As I finished, Tommy came into the study to remind me that she was waiting for her grass.  I brought it out and she started eating it.  She still tried to tip the container over.  I thought that maybe she was trying to get at the bottoms of the blades of grass, but I found her playing with the empty container.  She wasn't very happy when I took the container and grass away for the day.
After breakfast Tommy hung around for a while, but then strolled into the bedroom I assumed for her early morning nap. When I went to go to the bathroom to handle the litter box, I found her sitting on the bed. She likes fleece, so the fleece blanket on the bed may be her new “go to” spot. I made sure to pet her and let her know that she of course was welcome to enjoy the blanket (as if she needed permission, what was I thinking!).
When I went into the bedroom to put some things away, Tommy moved to the floor and stared at me. I figured that since she wasn't on the bed, it would be a good time to make the bed.  As I made the bed Tommy went to the living room and noticed that some things had moved.  I was going to be putting all the balcony furniture in storage. 
As I put some items in the closet and moved others to the door to be taken to the storage locker, Tommy just kept supervising. Once that was done, Tommy played with her yellow ball and then moved to check out the balcony view. A hawk swooped by near the building and Tommy was on alert. Once it left the area, Tommy went back to the bedroom and curled up on the fleece blanket on the bed.
The rest of the day Tommy spent napping, playing and occasionally snacking. I accomplished a lot, but missed having time with Tommy. I needed to vote, so in the middle of the afternoon, I left and also went for a walk.
When I returned Tommy and I got to spend some time playing and then it was time for dinner.  After dinner I practiced for choir and then it was time for Tommy to have her teeth brushed. She let me put her on the table and wasn't as “squirmy.”  She did try to escape, but she also did let me brush her teeth.  She always starts by clamping down her jaw, but then loosens up once the brush makes contact.
After we finished, Tommy got her treat, petting, and lots of positive reinforcement.  I love that she’s starting to be more comfortable with the brushing.  She also lets me brush her fur, so I think it’s going well.
I left for choir and when I returned, Tommy was waiting near the door. After her greeting, petting, and treat, we had time to play. As I watched the news, Tommy could tell that I wasn't happy and came over and rubbed against my legs. I love that she can sense my mood and usually knows what I need.
As I got ready for bed, I made sure to thank Tommy for understanding. She was still in the living room, but I knew that sooner or later she’d come into the bedroom. The only question was where she would sleep.  Would she sleep on the top of her bungalow, on her rug, or on her new go to spot on the fleece blanket on the bed?
  

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