About
the time Boo was ready to get up and move around yesterday, it
started raining. He was some kind of upset. After shaking his fist
at the rain and muttering under his breath for a few minutes, he sat
on the coffee table and announced that he was going to have fun. And
he did. He kept me guessing all day!
Add
sprinkles to your oatmeal. First
thing, he picked at the oatmeal he'd asked to eat for breakfast.
Finally he asked for some spices. I brought several that I thought
would entice him to eat. No go. He wanted colorful ones. I found
some sprinkles leftover from heaven only knows when. Just the thing.
He took his time decorating his oatmeal and then devoured it.
Watch
the weather and “help” the weather man. The
weather man announced that it was cloudy with a chance of rain. And
it probably was when that segment was taped. At our house, it was
pouring. Boo opened the front door and looked at the clouds and the
deluge of rain, looked back at the TV and gave his rather forceful
opinion.
Have
Communion with your cat on your lap. By
the time the wonderful ladies from Immaculate Conception brought Boo
Communion this morning, he was shaky. Normally he calms down when
they come. Today...well, he was scared. He wanted Boudreaux and his
cat came running when he called. Boudreaux curled up in Boo's lap
and purred while Boo received Communion. That thrilled Boo and
definitely relaxed him. I'm so grateful that Lucy and Marguerita
just go with the flow and encourage Boo to do whatever he needs to do
to feel comfortable.
Empty
all the trash cans into the bathtub. That
is, all the trash cans he could find. He's never done this
before...and I'd just as soon he never do it again. Boo, however,
seemed to take great pleasure in it. While I cleaned up the mess in
the bathtub, I redirected him. If he wanted to be helpful (and I do
like helpful), I decided he could use the Libman spray mop to mop the
floors. He enthusiastically “mopped” the floors. Boo refused to
spray, but he did like mopping.
Learn
to crochet. This was all his
idea. I guess since I sat down to crochet for a little while, he
thought he should learn. So I got a skein of yarn and a hook and
proceeded to explain and show him how to begin. He watched and
listened. Then, he pulled out a length of yarn, cut it and began
tying knots in it. Lots of knots. After it looked right to him, he
called Boudreaux and played snake with him. The cat loved it. And
Boo was pleased with himself.
Hide
under the electric blanket. While
I prepared Boo's peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch, I heard
him in the dining room. Since he seldom actually sits at that table,
I decided he was just in the mood for new things today. However,
when I went in the dining room, he was nowhere to be found. I did
notice that Boudreaux's tail was showing underneath the electric
blanket that I'd spread over two chairs to dry after washing it
earlier. I lifted a corner and found Boo grinning like a mad man.
We ate lunch under the blanket.
Shred
the junk mail. Before I made
it to the bedroom, I heard the shredder. I ran! Heaven only knows
what Boo was shredding. He'd plugged the shredder into the
electrical outlet---something he hasn't done in years, and was busy
shredding my stack of junk mail. I know I should shred anything with
our address before I throw it away. And I mean to, but I seldom do.
Instead, I collect a pile of things to shred. My pile is gone now.
Thanks Boo!
Teach
the cat to jump over a yard stick. Well,
Boo tried. Oh how he tried! Boudreaux was interested in the
attention, but either couldn't figure out what Boo wanted or just
wasn't interested in learning tricks. Boo would call Boudreaux who
would come running. Boo would show the cat the yard stick and tell
him to jump. The cat smelled the stick, licked the stick and walked
all around the stick. He would even sit down and listen to Boo
explain what he wanted. Would he step over the stick? Not on your
life. I just don't see the circus in this cat's future.
Listen
to a book from Audible. Boo
listened to Killing Kennedy
by Bill O'Reilly and Martin Dugard. He listened to all eight and a
half hours of it from the comfort of his bed. I know that's over
doing it for him and that his retention of a whole book at once will
be limited at best. Boo wanted
to listen to all of it and objected every time I asked if he was
ready to turn it off. He's always been interested in the Kennedy
administration and his assassination. This book seemed more factual
than many I've read to him.
Listen
to the fish. At three am, Boo
woke me and announced that he was going to the living room if I
needed him. Boudreaux and I went with him to guard and protect.
After all, Boo tends to be more confused in the dark and the front
door is right there. An early morning stroll in the dark was not on
my agenda! Boo watched the fish and listened for ten or fifteen
minutes (to the pump?) and then went back to bed and promptly fell
asleep.
Yesterday
was a very unusual day for Boo. Although I had to be far more
vigilant than usual, Boo was more animated. He definitely had fun
and was more self directed than he has been in quite a while. I'd
like for him to have more “fun days.” Although I guess I need to
do some planning and have several instant activities to suggest.
Still, Boo's animation was great. Now, I'm tired. While Boo sleeps,
I think I will too.
Praise God for a good day for Boo.
ReplyDelete[+] My house panther Edda will frequently come hang out when Jon brings me Communion on a bad pain Sunday.
ReplyDelete[+] Blanket forts are awesome at any age.
Blanket forts are indeed awesome! I'd forgotten just how much fun they could be. Looking forward to more!
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