I guess today is a bonus post day, which makes up for no-post days. The second post, of course, needs to be a cat post because you gotta have a cat post, too!
This was a lazy day at home. I had a headache, so I took some aspirin and a morning nap. (I feel rested and free of the headache, thank you very much!)
Dougy on the cat tree. His horns are up. You never know if that means he’s been, is, or is about to be ornery. Or all of the above!
The boys snoozed away the morning, too. Or at least I think they did. I’ll check the house for evidence of cat naughtiness later, but there isn’t anything too obvious yet!
Dougy heard me rustling, so came running into my bedroom for a little lovin’. He’s my hug-a-buddy cat, is really into that walking back and forth on my bed while I pet his back and scratch his whiskers and ears. Purr~purr~purr! Happy paws, too after his motor’s revved up to full speed. It’s our mutually agreeable happy little wake up ritual!
Andy likes to sleep on the towel I put on the floor in front of my shower. That was where he was when I got up. He’s more reserved, but he lets himself go into a purr when he gets his ears scratched and the petting I give him, too. His response is just less, well, adoring! He has his standards, and grovelling like a sycophant – or a Dougy!- is not his style.
I opened the door, and Andy ran over to breathe in all the scent messages of the neighborhood.
Lately, when I open the door, Andy becomes very excited about what he sniffs outside. I don’t know if a cat’s been visiting and leaving a message (possible) or he’s just excited because there are many interesting secrets on the spring air. Regardless, when the door opens, he rushes into the corner, then moves from one side to the other sniffing.
There you go! Well, there Andy goes! And he is unhappy with me because I don’t open the door.
Ew! Is daddy’s little boy pouting? You have your pouty-face on!
Let’s get a closer look at that pout:
Andy will get over it. If not, he knows where I sleep…!
Yes, it was a quiet day at home.
