P has gone away, don’t know for how long but he took a large bag. T and I took him somewhere and just left him. T is apt to do this from time to time but P always finds his way back and sometimes we go and get him from the same place we left him. This could be a game that T and P play, doesn’t seem much fun to me, or as I have always supposed its P’s way of getting a break from T.
What it means of course is that I am left with T for an unspecified amount of time. This has its ups and downs as I have noted in the past but what it always does is disrupt my routine. P gives me my breakfast and my medication which is good as I trust P to get it right. This morning it was up to T so I watched her closely to make sure she gave me the right amount of food (she is apt to give short measures) and the dosage was correct for my tablet. Thankfully, she did get it right. P rang quite early and I know he was checking that she had remembered my breakfast and tablet – she has forgotten in the past.
So fingers crossed that things go well and P decides to come home soon and life will settle back into its normal routine, P feeds me and T takes me for a walk. I have no idea where he has gone and as far as I know he hasn’t taken that ‘ Edible Woman’ book with him. Maybe he has gone to be a contestant on Masterchef, he has been watching it and they do cook a lot of meat, but so far nothing of human origin. There is always a first time.
Hope T watches it tonight just in case we see P.
