Monday, December 15, 2014

Tommy spent the night on the sofa and only jumped once on the bed to wake me at 5:00. She didn’t make enough noise to wake me again until around 6:30 and then she didn’t come in the bedroom but called from the bathroom and then the living room. I got up a little early and gave her breakfast.

I went in to the study and we spent the next hour with me working and Tommy coming in and going out. She would sometimes just sit next to me or in front of my between the keyboard and me. At other times she would nudge my hands with her head. Her head fits perfectly under my hands when I’m typing, so it’s an easy trick for her to get me to stop.  

Waiting for Santa (Hey sweetie, you're livin' with him!)

I finished the transcribing early in the afternoon and started the task of addressing/labeling/writing out the Christmas cards. This year I needed to add notes about Tommy and this blog, so it took a little longer. Tommy napped next to me on the sofa while I worked.  The photo from the card is shown on the right. Once I was finished and put them in the mail, I went back in the study to work on this blog. I barely typed one sentence before Tommy came running in and jumped up on the desk. A lively period of chasing the shadows, nudging my hands as I typed, cuddling and purring followed.    

We took a break to brush Tommy’s teeth which we’re getting better at accomplishing quickly and efficiently. After that Tommy ate some grass and her treat and then stood near the study letting me know that she had earned more play time on the desk.  I, of course, obliged until Tommy left to let me know that the session was over.

We spent the rest of the afternoon and evening just hanging out. At one point I was reading in the bedroom and Tommy jumped on the bed to check to see what I was doing. Since she doesn’t read, she jumped down and went to chill out in the study.  Whenever Tommy needed attention she would find me and let me know. When I’d get up she’d start running ahead of me until we reached the study and then she’d be up on the desk. If one of us left, the other would stick around until the first one either returned or the one who stayed got bored, gave up and went to find the missing being.  

When it was time for bed, I turned off the lights and electronics and went in to the bedroom. Tommy followed and sat on her rug waiting to see what I was doing. When I put out her snack and went to bed, she jumped on the bed, ate her snack and then went to the living room for some alone time. She’ll probably sleep on the sofa again. I thought cats looked for the warmest place to sleep. It seems like Tommy likes a cooler place.