Last night was a great night. Every once in a while, this wildness comes up in me and I have to run. I run through the house like a mad pig. Up and down the hall, through the front room, throughout my room and if I’m lucky, the purr things will play tag with me. Mom was on the phone last night talking to Nana and I started up. Nana got to hear me ‘barking’ and running through the house. I went on for a solid five minutes! That’s a lot for me. This is definitely not the body of a runner but when I get going I have enough thrust that I think I could almost fly!
After I get done running, I’m usually so exhausted. Normally, I will jump up on the couch with mom and stretch out to sleep while she pets my belly and rubs my back. Last night was no exception. Mom was ready for me. I cuddled up beside her, stuck my body under my blankie and dozed off watching television. Mom stayed with me the entire time. I feel safe and comfortable when she does that. As long as she sits with me, I will stay right there the entire time. Only exception is when I have to go potty. Then I usually go and then come right back. Here lately, mom has been letting me stay up with her until she goes to bed for the night. I love it when she does this. I’m getting older. My bed time should be later now. Don’t you agree?