Tuesday, March 16, 2010
So the good news is that Chum is definitely getting his appetite back. 2 nights ago he woke us up at 2:40 in the morning HOWLING for food. Then last night at around 3am, he was running around our bedroom, tossing his banana catnip toy (thank you Karen!) high in the air, then pouncing on it.
Tonight at dinner I asked Tom, "Did you hear Chumley playing with his banana toy last night??"
Tom says, "No. But I did hear, 'Tom! Tom! Guess what? Chumley's playing with his banana toy!'"
Then he asked that I please wait until the sun rises before sharing news such as this.
The thing is, I have no memory whatsoever of intentionally trying to wake him.
Seriously, I was still asleep.
(Wrigs is a big fan of the banana toy too.)
random fact: When Tom starts snoring, I make these annoying tongue click noises that cause Tom to shoot upright in bed, look over at me all freaked out and then say, "What was that?!?"
And then I tell him I didn't hear anything.
This happens about 14 times a night.
Posted by Me at 9:43 PM