Tux will be well taken care of by Tom (as well as a few friends here and there) during our absence, but I honestly worry about how he'll feel being separated from Will for so long. I have this image in my head of Tux crying outside the door to Will's room, miserable and lonely and wondering why his best friend won't let him in. (We shut the doors to and the air conditioning vents in the kids' rooms while traveling to keep our electricity costs down.) It breaks my heart.
When Will was sick with pneumonia a couple of weeks back, Tux kept watch over him every night. Then last week the tables turned when Tux fell ill. One evening during Tux's illness I went into Will's room to check on him and found this:
I asked Will why Tux was sleeping in the bed and Will was reading at the foot of the bed, and Will explained that because Tux didn't feel well he deserved the more comfortable spot in the bed. Will went on to add that he didn't mind sleeping without his covers if it meant Tux would get a good night's sleep. I took this picture, kissed Will's cheek, walked out of the room, and burst into tears.
I went back in an hour or so later, expecting to find Will cuddled up with Tux back where they belonged in bed. But no, they were sound asleep like this:
Oh, my heart.
And the best part (which I missed photographing) was that by morning, Tux had moved to Will's end of the bed and cuddled up with him down there. I don't know what they're going to do without each other for an entire month...
Since I won't be taking pictures of Tux this month, I may not post on Tuesdays for a few weeks. We'll see what kind of shenanigans Tux and Tom get into and whether or not Tom sends me pictures of their adventures.