I’m never going to have a full night’s sleep again.
Fang wakes me up with a paw to the face. Khaleesi wakes me up by bringing me gifts.
A couple weeks ago, I was woken up by some weird noise I could not for the life of me place. It sounded like someone tapping a plastic tub of some kind. But we don’t have any plastic in our bedroom – and who would be tapping at 2am anyway?
The noise was loud enough and persistent enough that I was sitting up in bed, trying to ascertain where the sound was coming from. Andrew, of course, sound asleep, not bothered in the slightest. I woke up enough to realize that is was probably the cats doing something. But again, we don’t have any plastic in our room. What could they be doing?
I got out of bed and walked around to Andrew’s side of the bed, where it sounded like the cats must be.
The moonlight was diffused coming through the window, but I saw enough to notice that Khaleesi was on the bed near Andrew’s feet, bent over gnawing on something. She stopped when I got to her, and I could see that she had somehow carried her (mostly) empty food bowl all the way upstairs, into our bed, turned it face-down and was trying to get a grip on the bottom of it with her little mouth.
I had noticed her playing with the bowl in the kitchen a few days prior. It’s significantly bigger than her head, and nearly half her size, but very lightweight so she’s able to bat it around the floor (making a ton of noise). I’ve even seen her carry it once – rim in her mouth and the rest of the bowl hanging down almost all the way to her feet.
But how she carried it all the way from the kitchen to the stairs and up the stairs and into our room and onto our bed? I have no idea.
WHY she would do that was an even bigger question.
A few nights after that, I was woken up by Khaleesi playing with one of her little toys on top of the blanket directly between my legs. Since she had woken me up, I sat up a little, and tossed the ball off of the bed through the bedroom doorway – hoping she would follow the ball and leave me alone.
Not long after I had lay back down and fallen asleep, Khaleesi was back on the blanket playing.
I then remembered that I have recently been trying to teach her to play fetch with said toy ball. She’s been doing pretty well, so I shouldn’t be that surprised that she brought it back to me.
In this instance, however, she went above and beyond. Khaleesi had brought me back her ball, just like I always ask her to. But she also brought me one of my camera lens caps that she had found god-knows-where. You know, just in case I wanted that too.
My only guess is she also assumed we needed her food bowl so figured out a way to bring it to us.
Since then she has brought up her food bowl several more times, brought up their toys multiple times, and while we were out of town recently they brought up an empty treats bottle (seriously no idea how they did that).
So, I guess she has learned how to play fetch!