I had to get ready for an interview this morning which meant a shower. I carried Rodders upstairs with me and put him on the floor with a toy while I showered. Our Shower Door makes a clunking sound as it opens and closes and Rodders didn't seem happy with that or being apart from me so he was making a fair bit of noise. I talked to him the whole time and he seemed to calm down but when I got out the shower I spotted a puddle on the floor. I didn't make a fuss, just cleaned it up.
I decided trying to dry my hair may be a step too far so let in dry au naturelle - thank goodness it looks half decent this way. I have also worked out that if I wander about upstairs gathering my clothes while holding Rodders he seemed to be happy to stay in the bathroom with me while I got dressed.
When it was time for me to leave for the interview I put Rodders in to his crate. This is only the second time I have left him and he was crying as I left the house which made me feel awful. Interview over I made a dash to Tesco for more kitchen towel (wonder why I need this!) and some vegetables for soup so I was away for just over 2 hours.
Rodders was thrilled to see me but had obviously been very frightened while I was away and had up ended the water, dragged the snuggle blanket and the bed pad out of his bed and all was in disarray. I gave him lots of fuss and sorted the bed out - bed pads and snuggle blankets dry on the line outside so it was no bother really! Just sad that he missed me so much.
We played inside and outside and ate our usual meals - this now seems to be missing supper!
OH called in for a cuppa on his way past. Rodders remembers him which is brill but was being a little horror and thought laces and a £500 suit trouser leg was far more fun than his toys.
He didn't flop until 9pm tonight but wasn't interested in having anything to eat at all. I popped him in to his crate at bedtime with some trepidation after the incident earlier, but I needn't have worried, he cried for 2 minutes and then settled down for the night.
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