Napkins, napkins, anyone?
Joan left me at home while she went swimming last night and then she went out afterwards and left me home too long alone (in my skewed opinion - I like her around at all times!). In any case, I got bored again and decided that the cloth napkins that were on the table smelled interesting. Joan's napkin smelled like Joan and I always like that, so I took that and brought it over to my bed. I also smelled Martha's napkin (from the dinner this weekend) and it had smells of pancetta and lamb and veges so I took that one too. Lucky for Joan, I did not rip them up or anything - I just smelled them and probably licked them and then just left them in my kingdom (the floor).
I really like to find something that Joan has last touched before leaving to bring over to my bed while she is gone. It makes me feel calmer. Often I move her shoes around. Unfortunately, sometimes it gives away where I've been hanging out - like when Joan arrives home and her running shoe is on the couch! Oops - yep I was up there sleeping and forgot to remove the "evidence". I guess I'm not that smart!