Tommy did sleep on her rug in the bedroom last night. I’m not
sure if she just needed some space or I was thrashing about in my sleep. Either
way, when 6:10 rolled around Tommy jumped up on the bed to check to make sure
that I’d be ready to feed her soon. She
impatiently waited, at times pacing on the table across from the bed, until the
heat pump came on and I got her breakfast ready.
Having had her fill (for now) of breakfast she came in and
sat on the desk while I finished the posting. I didn’t work quickly enough
(kind of hard to type when someone’s butt is in the way!) so Tommy left to wait
out in the bedroom. I quickly finished and joined her there where we played a
game of catch the refracted (from my glasses) light on the wall.
When I left the room she jumped down and followed/led me into
the study. We sat for a bit, but then she again left and went into the study.
Just when I thought it was nap time, and I was seated and drinking coffee and
reading, Tommy came out, sat one the tissue paper and beckoned me to play.
We had a rousing game of fleece and tissue paper. I love how
she attacked the fleece and then sometimes got tangled in the tissue. It almost
looked like she was wrapping herself as a gift. When the fleece was under the
tissue, but it could be seen Tommy would attack it, but not quite capture it
until she tore at the tissue. We played for quite a while until I needed to get
ready to quick run errands.
When I got back, Tommy was napping on the bed. Since she wasn’t in a very active mood, I
thought that this might be a good time to continue cleaning. I dusted and straightened the living
room. Tommy came out and noticed that
vacuum cleaner, but since it wasn’t running she got very bold and stayed and
supervised my work. As I reached for the
vacuum cleaner, she high-tailed to back in to the bedroom.
Having finished vacuuming in the living/dining area, I moved
to the bedroom to dust. Tommy always enjoyed my dusting because items that are
usually not on the floor/bed are momentarily there for her to easily explore. At
one point I moved the grooming glove on the bed so I could dust the table and
Tommy went and sat on the glove. I wasn’t sure if she was trying to tell me
that she had already been groomed and she was hiding the glove, or she was
sitting on it to let me know that it was her glove and I should leave it alone.
Dusting done, it was time to bring in the vacuum cleaner.
Tommy kept moving farther into the room and soon became trapped. I help up the cord and watched her scurry out
of the room before I turned on the dreaded machine.
I went to put the vacuum cleaner in the study and there was
Tommy. She gave me a look like “Are you going to bring that machine into every
room in which I seek refuge?” She ran back to the bedroom. I went and tried to
explain that I was done for the day, but she wasn’t going to trust my word.
As she napped on the bed, I went back to the living room to
read. I thought that perhaps she’d join me, but she instead drifted off to
sleep on the bed. Since she was asleep,
I went into the study to work on postings. When she woke up she’d see that I
was in the study and would join me since the vacuum cleaner was over by the
window and there was a clear path to the desk from the door…and with only two
dates to go in the March, 1951 postings, Tommy arrived and helped me finish the
month’s posting. She also licked my hand while I was trying to type which of
course got me to stop completely.
As we went out to the living room, Tommy sat on the tissue
paper pile that she had and called to me. It was play time. We started with the
laser pointer and tissue paper and finished with the worm teaser and tissue
paper. She always goes full force and
just seems to enjoy diving through the paper to capture her toy.
I left the room to
attend a personal need and wouldn’t you know it but Tommy came a short time
later to use her litter box. She’s such a girl. So often when I’m on the
toilet, she will come in and use the litter box, sticking her head out as she
does her business, like we’re going to have a conversation or something.
She finished first and when I returned to the living room she
wasn’t there. I read a magazine for a while and then went to the study. There
she was sitting right next to the vacuum cleaner, what a brave little girl! I
sat at the desk and she joined me there for some attention, and then it was
time for dinner.
I asked Tommy if she wanted to eat and she just sat on the
desk. When I left she stayed on the desk until she saw me heading for the
kitchen. She jumped down from the desk and “flew” out to the kitchen, almost
beating me there even though I’d had a head start. Once her dinner was served,
she sat and enjoyed it.
She ate some of it and then took a little nap on the bed. She
spent the evening either resting, eating, or playing with me and her fleece
teaser and the tissue paper. At one
point while I was watching a movie, I heard her calling me over by her tissue
paper. I assumed that she wanted to play, but when I got near her she flipped
over on her back. She just wanted a tummy rub and some attention.
When I started to close everything down for the night, Tommy
followed me around to make sure that I did everything and didn’t forget to have
one last bit of fun on the desk with the lights and shadows. That finished we
went into the bedroom. After I got in bed, Tommy jumped up the bed on my left
side and just sat for a minute. I guess that was her way of saying good night
and thanks for a good day with lots of play time. She then crawled over me to
get to her snack, finished it, and jumped back down. She went to the living
room for one last play time and would probably come up to the bed to sleep
later.
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