Last month one of my dads, Kevin, left me for a whole month while he went to Malaysia to visit his family. This is the longest time either of my two dads has left me. Usually, when both of my dads are home, Kevin, goes to bed at 9:30, as he has to get up early for work. This is a great time for me, so I gladly go to bed with him. I usually start to whine at about 9:15 to signal that I’m ready for bed.
My dad, Steve, doesn’t go to bed until much later, as he is retired and can stay up and watch TV. I wasn’t having any of these late-night bedtimes. At about 9 o’clock I would sit in front of him and stare. If that didn’t work, I would then start to whine. And if that didn’t work I started to bark and howl. Finally, Dad got up and headed toward the stairs. Naturally, having to be first I raced upstairs and jumped on the bed. But he fooled me. He went back down to watch TV. Can you imagine that? He wanted me to go to bed alone! No way was I going to bed alone! So I came back down to get him. After a few more of my antics, he relented and went to bed with me. It was almost 10 0’clock! I went right to sleep.
My dad, not used to going to bed so early, of course, got up early, but not me. I stayed right in bed until he went downstairs. My dad kept complaining to me that he didn’t like going to bed when it wasn’t dark yet, but I paid no attention.
Finally, my dad, Kevin, came back home. I was so happy. I could once again go to bed at a decent hour. But when he gets up early for work. I stay in bed with my dad, Steve, until he gets up later. I guess you could say I’m a creature of habit.