Welcome to an overdue Cleveland Chronicles post.
“I’m here, take a break, give me something to do.”
The Chatroom has been around for twenty years and Audrey has kept it going for twelve of those years. Audrey has been there for me as I learn the ropes. She is still a chatroom moderator.
While working on the new site for hours at a time, Cleveland would come up behind me and give my left arm a little nudge, as if to say, “I’m here, take a break and give me something to do.” Without his input I would have stayed at the keyboard until I became a solid ball of stress.
Cleveland and I are working on a command called ‘shirt.’ It involves opening a drawer, getting a shirt, closing the drawer and bringing the shirt to me. I’m sure he did this countless times in advanced training but my house is different, distractions are different and the drawers I am using are completely different
Cleveland is an enthusiastic learner. Early on he brought me the entire caddy of drawers. Now, he has most of it down but still occasionally brings the actual drawer to me. The drawers are plastic storage type drawers and the caddy is on wheels. .
Castor and Leda who is now Jimmy
One of the tortoises still chases him around the room. We make it difficult by playing fetch. Castor cannot keep up so he gets exercise. These sessions don’t go on for long. I switch out Castor for Leda who is now Jimmy because she mysteriously turned into a male. Jimmy does not seem at all interested in Cleveland.
I’m going to go ahead and post this installment of Cleveland Chronicles and I will make an effort to not let so much time pass between posts.
Don’t touch anything sharp.