Food and stuff

The first night with the new humans was a very strange experience. Not in a bad way, it was just very different, quiet...very quiet (other than the deep rumbling, almost earthquake like noises that the male human made during his sleep) it was so refreshing! I had been placed in a crate overnight and when the humans got up in the morning, they let me out right away. They seemed to be oooh'ing and ahhh'ing over the fact that I hadn't been to the toilet all night. They seemed pleased anyway. I like being good, well, at that time I did. Nowadays, I find that the novelty of being good can wear out from time to time and it makes life far more exciting if some choices  are totally independent to the humans' requirements :)

So. I was out the crate, my leash was on and out we go for a toilet break. It only took about 20 minutes to persuade (heavily bribe) me down the Evil Stairs, another 20 minutes or so to realise that there were no monsters in the vicinity and it was safe to relieve myself, a further 20-30 minutes to re-negotiate the Evil Stairs, followed by a mere 5 minutes or so of encouragement to step over the doorway. Not too bad, if you consider that until I learned how to ask to go out, I would be given the opportunity to go peepee every 2 hours, which ensured that the humans were granted just enough time to take all their outdoor clothing items off, grab a drink and then begin again.

So, it was now breakfast time. A heap of food was placed in a large bowl, next to a bowl of water. Yum. The humans stood around looking at me, I guessed that the offerings must belong to them. I had learned in the past that you do not just help yourself to food and water - unless you want to risk being hurt. They encouraged me to eat, even holding out a few bits to me, laying a trail towards the bowl, but I am not stupid! I just waited until they gave me some time on my own, then ran as fast as I could to the bowl (kind of difficult on the slippy wooden floors, was more of a 'running on the spot' effort to be fair) grabbed a mouthful, then ran away to a safe distance to eat, before repeating the process as much as needed. Smart.

Here I am with my first toy. It squeaks you know....