Little Sneaker

Of late Loki has been awakening me at 12-1 a.m. for food.
You would think that I would be able to ignore the little bugger but he has a very loud cry.
Add to that Lucky taught him all about scratching under the bed.
Last night was no different.
The threat of death did not quieten him.
I stumbled into the kitchen and squinted in the fridge looking for the cat food.
After feeding him my bladder makes itself known so I decide bathroom and back to bed.
I thought that I heard something but no all was quiet.
I was stood at the door hand on the light switch when I looked up.
And saw T coming out of his room.
I screamed.
Loud.
T (comes up to me and puts his arm around me): Mom I even told you I was awake.
Me: I did not hear you. And if you were still awake why the hell did you let Loki cry until I got up and fed him?
T: I’m getting a melatonin and something to eat.
He laughed.
I laughed.
I crawled into bed and fell asleep in no time.
T who knows what time he went to sleep at.
This morning I had to wake him up and send him out the door to meet his dad across the street.
Because construction.
©July 14/21
Picture is my own

It was Intentional

Loki is a strange one.
 
Both he and Thomas love my fish oil capsules I take.
Every so often I will even give each of them one and they play with them.
 
This morning after Thomas was finished Loki decided that it was his turn.
I was sitting on the couch when I saw him pick the capsule up and drop it in the small box I had put on the floor.
He seemed to be batting around trying to find it.
Pushed the box.
Finally I got up and took the box, shaking it and turning it upside down.
No capsule.
I sat back down and Loki looked at me.
He pushed the box and found the capsule.
He picked it up.
He leaned over the box and dropped it in there.
 
He had done it intentionally.
He then bounced into the box and took it out so he could play with it on the floor.
Loki also uses the grey tube because the capsules slide down and he drapes himself over it or pushes it around.
I get such a kick out of watching him play.
 
I also discovered that he likes scratches.
I mean major scratches and I have to carry him around for about 5 minutes talking to him and scratching  under his chin before he goes to bed.
This little guy has such a big personality.
Although the 3 a.m. playing with Thomas is getting a little out of hand.
 
©July 2/21
Picture is my Own