Almost Friday, Finally!

Our sunpuddle filled days have gave way to rain, rain and more rain. It makes the days really long when we work with a lamp on in the middle of the afternoon...

Anyway, Mommy's special Valentines dinner for Daddy was a success. She made manicotti, garlic bread and salad. It took her several hours and she complained a lot so she won't be cooking again anytime soon but Daddy appreciated it.

I kept Mommy up most of Valentines night because I had an upset tummy. I laid on Mommy and shook like a leaf which worried her so she couldn't sleep. We took a break from work yesterday and napped but she's still cranky tired. I'm tired too. Thank Cod it's almost Friday though!

Hope you have a great rest of the week!

Angel

Weekend Wrap Up

We enjoyed a lazy Sunday after a Caturday movie night of lounging in the blanket hammick with my sisfur Isabella...

Up until then though it wasn't so relaxed around here. Something happened to me Thursday night that Mommy can't figure out and I'm not telling either. At bedtime, I was in the master bathroom waiting for the nightly routine while Mommy was in the closet. The next thing she saw was me running out all crouched down. After searching for me all over, Daddy found me in the closet in our office which is a place I rarely go. I was skittish even after I was brought into the bedroom for my nightly treats. I wouldn't eat them and ran off again only this time I huddled in Daddy's chair where I usually only sit after he's made it warm so it was odd I was there with it being cold. I didn't wake Mommy up all night either but I did ask for treats about 7am although I wouldn't eat them. On Friday I kept going near Mommy like I wanted to jump in her lap but I wouldn't. I was still skittish and I'd go into small spaces and huddle in the meatloaf position again. Also, I wouldn't jump up on the counters by myself but would stand on my back legs and try to climb up until Mommy finally picked me up and helped me onto the counters. I did enjoy my treats Friday night and woke Mommy up through the night which she was actually happy about. Saturday morning I still wouldn't jump on the counters but by the afternoon I was pretty much back to normal and was able to jump on the counters myself. Mommy thinks I hurt myself Thursday night although she didn't hear me fall or make any noise whatsoever. Daddy thinks something scared me that they didn't hear but then doesn't know why I wouldn't jump up by myself. He says it could be because Mommy pampers me too much. Whatever. Anyway, I'm not saying anything but if you have any theories of what might have happened, Mommy would love to hear them. She's befuddled! 

Hope you had a good weekend and have a great Monday!

Hope you don't have a mysterious day!

Angel