Sunday, February 22, 2015

Saturday, February 21, 2015

We didn’t wake up until around 6:30 and then Tommy made sure that when the heat came on I rose and took care of her needs. Once the morning tasks were completed and we had our morning play session, I began the laundry which is too noisy for Tommy, so she went to enjoy the quiet of the bedroom.
Occasionally during the morning, Tommy would check up on me either by coming out to the main room or staring at me from the bed whenever I went into the bedroom suite.  She made an appearance when I was talking to my sister on the phone. I’ll bet that she wanted to know to whom I could be talking if not her.
We had a very quiet day. It was quite productive for me since Tommy spent her time either napping or hanging out with me. At one point in the afternoon Tommy jumped up on the desk to remind me of her presence.  She likes to flirt with danger up on the desk by getting very close to the desk lamp which has a very hot bulb.
Tommy once got a bit too close and her nose probably got a bit hot, so she’s usually careful. As she walked passed the light she stopped when her tail was close to the light. She stayed there and before I could get her to move, her tail swished against the light. There was a definite odor of burned hair. Since she still hadn’t moved I assumed that a couple pieces of airborne hair from her tail had come in contact with the bulb.
Since she didn’t flinch or even seem to notice I knew that it wasn’t serious. Still I examined her tail and it appeared to be fine. We’re going to have to be a little more careful and vigilant when Tommy’s tail gets near the light. 
The rest of the day and evening were spent quietly working, napping, eating, and watching television. When it was time for bed Tommy at first remained on a dining chair, but after the last light went out and I headed for the bedroom, she raced passed me.
As usual she let me pick her up to say good night.  When I put her on the bed she ate her snack.  As she finished, I was getting into bed and rather than jumping down and either going to the top of her bungalow or some other area of the bedroom, she curled up at my feet. It seemed that we were both ready for a good night’s sleep.

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