I woke up early to get the morning buns out of the
refrigerator to warm up and rise before baking.
Tommy was sound asleep on the bed. I know that she was there most of the
night. I tried to be quiet, but Tommy knew that if I was going into the
kitchen, she could probably have breakfast.
Since it only took a minute to get out the buns Tommy got an early
breakfast.
I went to the study to print the puzzles and do the
postings. Tommy came right in with me. I
couldn’t believe that she was leaving her breakfast, but after several minutes
of petting (and warming up under the desk lamp) Tommy jumped back down to go
eat some more of her breakfast. Of course she came right back ready to play
with the shadows after finishing her meal.
After a fun filled early morning, Tommy needed a nap and went
into the bedroom to snooze on the bed. I took this as an opportune time to work
on transcribing Grandpa’s diaries. I worked on the diary until it was time to
get ready to leave for lunch and a visit with a friend. Tommy never moved while I got ready but just
kept watching me. Before I left I put out her hairball treats and gave her lots
of attention.
When I returned (about six hours later) I found that the bit
of breakfast that she still had in her bowl when I left was still there. The
treats on the bed had been eaten, but it looked like she had spent the time
while I was gone napping. I put away the groceries and the minute I was done
Tommy went to the study even though I had put out her grass for a snack.
We spent considerable time in the study just sitting with me
petting Tommy and Tommy purring up a storm.
After our extended “missed you” time, Tommy suddenly jumped down and
yelped. I hadn’t heard that sound for some time so I knew something was
wrong. I saw Tommy’s stomach/body
churning and knew what to expect. She didn’t throw up much, just some liquid
and a couple blades of grass. I
comforted her and then cleaned up the puke.
I wasn’t sure if she just got overstimulated or if it was
from her trying to eat a little of the dried up breakfast when I returned. I
hadn’t picked it up right away when I returned and when she started to eat it I
grabbed it as it had been sitting out for several hours and the can says that
unused should be refrigerated. Whatever the problem, I’ll keep an eye on her
since she hasn’t had any stomach issues for quite some time.
Once she felt a little better she came back up on the desk
for a couple minutes just to get some lovin’ and reassurance that all was
well. Reassured she went and saw on her
new “rug” of Christmas wrapping paper that she had commandeered when I was
wrapping a present this morning. She sits on the paper and occasionally rips it
a little. It was already in sad shape and couldn’t be used, so I’m glad she
found a good use for it.
When it was time for dinner I got out her food and she ate a
little, but then went right back to the study and up on the desk. Since she
needed to get her teeth brushed I figured that we could move to the desk to do
it. She stayed on the desk and I was able to clean her teeth a little better
although she still doesn’t like to have the front teeth brushed. She ate her
treat and then ate more of her dinner.
I’m sure she just wanted to get the taste of the tooth brush and paste out
of her mouth. After a little more petting she played with the shadows created
by my hands. I’m glad that she was getting a bit more active.
Once she had enough play time Tommy went to the bedroom to
rest. I went to the living room to watch television for a while and then went
into the bedroom to watch the rest of a program and the news while reading
during commercials. Tommy jumped on the bed and examined one of the books. She
went back up on her bungalow while I watched the news.
After the news, it was time for bed. I put Tommy’s snack on
the bed and she came down and ate it.
The difference was that she didn’t leave to go to the living room. She
instead curled up on the bed and went to sleep. I didn’t know how long it would
last until she went to the living room to play, but I was glad that I would at
least (hopefully) fall asleep while she was still on the bed with me.
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