That night I explored my new house. I always loved exploring. It was obvious right from the start that Mommy lived there alone. Daddy's smell just wasn't all that strong. I could hear a dog running around upstairs and I hoped he wouldn't try to eat me. If he did, I would just have to scratch him. Hard.
Mommy had some fun things. She had two couches and I could squeeze myself under them. They made very nice hiding places. She had a tub which was very cool. I liked lying in it. If I jumped on top of the dryer I could get on top of the fridge. The one place I couldn't get was in the closet. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow Mommy would leave it open and I could see what was in there.
That night I slept under Mommy's bed. Mommy had another bed, but I couldn't smell her from where that bed was. I liked the smell of her. Smelling her made me feel not so alone.
The next morning Mommy's alarm clock went off. It made me jump up so fast that I clunked my little head on the bed. I then ran like crazy from the room and hid in the bathtub. I figured nothing could hurt me in the tub, unless, of course, Mommy turned on the water.
Mommy got up and got dressed. She fed me some yummy delicious food and gave me a kiss on top of my head. She said goodbye. I was all alone.
I explored the house some more and then hid under one of the couches. About lunchtime Mommy came home. She said she was worried about me being home all day alone and so came home on her lunch hour to check on me. She called and called me. "Meggie", she said. "Where are you, Meggie?" I wouldn't answer her. I could hear her looking all over the house. I kept my mouth shut. No way was I coming out. I curled myself in a tight ball and hoped she wouldn't see me under the couch. Finally I saw her eyes looking at me. She was kneeling on the floor. She said, "Oh thank goodness, Meggie, I was so worried about you." That made me feel bad that she was so worried. Mommy reached under the couch and pulled me out. She then gave me a big hug and kiss. I needed that.