Neither of us woke up until almost 6:30. I woke first and saw
Tommy curled up and asleep by my feet.
Even though I had barely moved other than my eyes, Tommy’s keen sense of
her surroundings roused her from her reverie.
I would pay dearly for waking up early.
As I tried to return to sleep, Tommy spent the rest of the
time until the heat came on trying to get me to get out of bed. She even stuck her head through the blinds to
check out the balcony. Once the heat was
on, her “nagging” yell began and didn’t stop until I was not only out of bed,
but moving toward the bedroom door.
Once she was fed, I was able to complete the morning
chores. When they were finished and I
was leaving the bathroom after clearing the litter box, Tommy “led” me to the
study for a very short play session.
Sometimes I think she just wants to see if she can get me down on all
fours and once that’s accomplished she thinks her task is completed.
I went to the sofa to work on puzzles and have some coffee.
Tommy soon followed and moved to her perch up on the scratching post. She was
able to keep a close eye on me and all the activity outside while basking in
the morning sun.
In the book that I’m reading, the characters were at the
opera, so I decided to play that opera while completing some posting and
reading. Tommy feel asleep, but when the
contralto came in to sing her aria, Tommy sat up and stared at me. I figured that this was my cue to can the
music. Once the music was off, Tommy
returned to her usual position on the perch surveying the activity outside.
When I moved on the chair to start to get up, Tommy turned to
me to see what was happening. I went and got coffee, but returned to pet her on
her perch. It was then that I noticed the tracks in the snow on the balcony by
the bedroom window. I guess a bird had
been on the balcony when Tommy thrust her head through the blinds early this
morning. It now all made sense.
I went to work on the computer in the study while Tommy moved
to the sofa for her morning nap. When I
finished she was still sleeping so I guess we’d handle her teeth brushing when
she woke up. A door slamming woke her up
a few minutes later, but after sticking her head up to check, she went right
back to her eyes closed curled up position.
When she finally woke up we completed the brushing followed
by her hairball treat and grass. The
rest of the day was pretty quiet. Since neither of us had any pressing appointments,
we caught up on television and stayed up later than usual to watch all the
cliffhangers.
With everything turned off Tommy and I headed to the
bedroom. The only change in our routine
lately had been that I was now closing he bedroom door at night. When Tommy saw me moving toward the bedroom
she always made sure that she beat me there.
I’m not sure if she thinks that I’d deliberately exclude her or I’d just
forget her if she didn’t beat me to the room.
She’s also gotten used to be picking her up and giving her a
big hug good night before putting her on the bed for her snack. She used to try
to immediately escape, but now I guess has resigned herself to the fact that
since I’m going to hug her anyway, she might as well just endure and get it
over.
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