After a week with little or no sleep, I got home from a consultation yesterday, vaguely recall feeding the pets and myself and doing other chores, went to bed, and remember nothing else until I awoke 8 blessed hours later. As soon as I did, I knew that poor Fric certainly had to go out during that time and that I hadn’t heard her or responded to her attempts to awaken me as usual. So I got up knowing that I had a cleaning job ahead and that it was my own fault, but feeling sufficiently refreshed that I really didn’t care.
During the night, Fric had moved the purple alien with the pointed head that had been standing under my bed to the top of it with the furry piece. The yellow one was in the box with the puppies who were sound asleep. When I went downstairs to let the dogs out, I discovered the spot where she’d peed with the other purple alien beside it. After I got the woodstove cranking and started working in the office, she went downstairs and brought the second purple alien up and put it in the box, too. That she put it so close to where she peed suggests that she’s not treating it like either a toy or a pup. Beyond that, I’m hoping she’ll give me more clues. 🙂
This weekend I may leave the downstairs closet door open. I just need to decide whether to clean it out before I do.