Yesterday was a horror. Today is a day of catching up with whatever was set aside to get through yesterday. So, I cleaned the boys’ fountain; washed a week’s worth of my dirty clothes; cleaned up yesterday’s dirty pots, pans, and dishes; collected the trash; cleaned out and refilled the boys’ litter boxes; tossed the trash in time for it to be picked up (earlier than usual, so I barely caught them this week! whew!); finally pried Andy off of the cat tree so I could give him his medicine; fed the boys, adding the Lysine to their wet food to help build up their immune systems. All that.
On the other hand, Andy watched birds, ate, took his medicine (under protest and after a long resistance to the capture), and took a nap.
Dougy pretty much did the same things as Andy, except for the medicine, then he hopped up on the mini-stereo and watched me for a few minutes. I was fascinating.
Now, I think I’ll finish washing my clothes, put them in the dryer, go into the front room, put my feet up on the ottoman Dougy claims as his own, and let him have a hissy because I don’t move my feet when he stops by. Sometimes the human has to put his foot down to cat tyranny. Or up, as the case might dictate! Dougy will be pissy about it, so I’ll move my feet enough so he can share the ottoman with me.
Later, we’ll play wand toy games, the boys and I. We’ll have fun, then take a nap. Guaranteed!