One Week Ago Today

One week ago today, Monday, I puked. Then, I irritated Susan and Bruce to no end, wanting to go outside or to sit in the open window. At bedtime, I either jumped on and off the bed or I took up a third of it. I jumped up on the chest to eat the plants. I jumped off the chest. I rattled the closet door trying to get into it. I jumped... on their new upholstered headboard. I don't know why they keep shooing me off of it. I attempted to eat the grapevine wreath that was on the kitchen counter they brought inside to save from the wind. Who knew it would make so much noise as I dragged it across the counter? Then the finale came at 6am--I knocked a clay pot with a fern I love to eat off the opposite kitchen counter. Dirt and clay chards all over the place. Sigh. Well, today is a new day and I'm going to make the most of it.