At the end of June I had gone home to NY for a week and left Freya with a friend of mine who has Loki. Of course when I got back the dogs were excited to see me. Freya couldn't contain herself...literally. She made several puddles on their floor she was so happy. I got lots of kisses that day.
After about a week of being home, Freya, decided to pick up an older habit. What's that you are wondering? Getting up in the middle of the night to go out and go potty. Roughly 3-3:30am every morning. She does wake me up though. Except last night and that was only to be picked back up on the bed at 1:15am. Most people I've come to realize wouldn't tolerate this. But it's better in my humble opinion to take her out than to accidently step in a mess when you first get up.
I know I could crate Freya because she does okay the initial confinement time is over. But then I feel guilty. I've become very accustomed to feeling the little warm fur ball curled up next to me. Though that didn't take long to get used to. So I don't sleep well when she's not with me.
The new thing that has started is that Freya has taken to sleeping on the foot of the bed on the other side. After a little while she gets up and moves next to me and curls up where she stays the rest of the night.
In case I've forgotten to mention this in other entries...she's no longer afraid of the cat. And let me tell you it's a sight to watch them chase each other now. :)
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