Benson was tired of my Zoom calls today. He went into safe space more than once to escape my voice.
The decompression gave him loads of energy later. We played for a long time after our post work walk. He zoomied and ripped up lots of paper looking for treats.
I, on the other hand, am wiped. I spent half the night sleeping on the couch next to him because he found the cookies I forgot to put away when I went to bed. I was worried how the tiny nibbles he made on the chocolate chip cookies would affect him so I slept next to his snoring face all night in case I needed to give him an emetic. My back is wrecked.
But he seems fine! His poops and appetite were good all day. This boi is a tank.
I'll be more vigilant with the cookies next time.