Thursday, June 11, 2015

Midnight Snacks

It's a common occurrence that we sit down somewhere together, or get busy doing something, and about 10 minutes later say, "Where's Roxie?"

Most often she's sneaked into our bedroom and hopped on the bed. She loves to lay on our pillows. Second most common is the guest bed. She likes to treat that one as her day bed. Third most common is the couch, followed by her kennel. She's just so quiet, and so dark, we lose track of her so easily. Occasionally, though, she's found lurking somewhere else.

We used to feed Rox on a schedule, but found that she did better free feeding. So we fill up her bowl twice a day, and she eats when she wants. She stops herself when she's full, so we never really have to worry. The past couple of evenings, she's left food in her bowl at "dinner" time only to come back to it around 12:30 and finish it off. I guess she likes midnight snacks before going to bed.

So the other night, Rhett was trying to get into bed, Roxie wanted to be on the bed at the same time, and we were all just trying to say goodnight. Rhett can't exactly get under the covers with Roxie on top of them, so we have to tell her, "Off the bed," and she hops down so we can lay down. This night, though, she was kind of putting up a fight. She'd hop off the bed, just to hop right back on before Rhett could even cover up. Finally after the 3rd or 4th time kicking her off (Rhett had to do it cuz I was laughing too hard at her stubbornness), she left the bedroom. Rhett snuggled in and we said our nightly prayer together. I kissed him good night and we both then wondered where Roxie had gotten off to.

We figured she had just jumped on the guest bed out of spite, and was sulking there. So I checked. No Roxie. I look over to the couch, fully expecting her to be there, but still no Roxie. Our apartment is not that big, she couldn't have gone far. So I start walking up and down the apartment and peek around the corner in the pantry. What I find is Roxie, with her head in her food bag, eating her midnight snack. I guess it's just something she can't miss now. She just looked at me as she chomped her food loudly (she's a very loud eater), leaving crumbs all over the pantry floor. Then she stuck her head back in the bag for another mouthful.

At least she knows where her food is.

Stay hungry, my friends.




The bed, with pillows.


The guest bed/day bed.


The couch (hog).


Bonus bed pic cuz she looks hilarious here.