I finally understand the boyz point of view- it doesn’t matter what day it is when you are in the same place 24/7. What they don’t understand is I’m still on the work clock eight hours for five of those days. Diego-San let me know today that my lap must be available anytime I am home.
Diego-San had a hard day yesterday. He wanted to be with me all day long. Either trying to rub against my hands or face, jumping in my lap and trying to give me a big bear hug (he’s good at those), and bellowing whenever I was on the phone. I didn’t want to separate us with a closed door but I ended up doing that for key moments of the day. This all is a period of adjustment. Hopefully short term.