Post 621: Where was my head, really?

My trash day here is Fridays, and one best better have his trash outside and ready to go before the guys come around 8:00. This morning, while screwing on my head and trying to decide if my knees were functioning before I put weight on them, I had a realization:

Today is Saturday, and I didn’t put out my trash yesterday!

Where was my head, really!?

Where was my head, really!?

I mean, why did I  miss that yesterday was Friday? Now I have to live with last week’s trash till it’s next week’s, by which it will be a health hazard at best.

Then, because it was 2:00 AM when I sat there on the edge of my bed and Andy came around to remind me kitties need to be fed, I had a further realization:

I can feed the cats early, then go back to bed!

Where was my head, really!?

Where was my head, really!?

So, I prepared the kitty plate, nicely split into Dougy’s share on one side, and Andy’s on the other. Around 3:30, Dougy came into my bedroom and went through his “feed the kitty” stretch next to my bed. I sat up on the edge of the bed again, and Dougy rubbed against my legs, wrapping his tail around one leg as he passed by, a sure sign he wanted attention. Another realization struck me:

Andy ate both shares of kitty food because Dougy was still sleeping!

Where was my head, really!?

Where was my head, really!?

No wonder Andy wandered into the bathroom and sprawled out into happy kitty slumber after he came into my bedroom to clean his face. Do cats burp?

Poor Dougy! Not that he couldn’t eat dry food, which was out, but the wet gets a squirt of Lysine mixed in for Dougy’s benefit mostly since he periodically has a feline herpes outbreak in his left eye. The Lysine helps build a strong immune system. I prepared a second helping of wet food for Dougy. He ate like a motherless kitten, sucking that salmon-trout-Lysine mix up like it actually tasted, um, tasty!

Where was my head, really!?

Where was my head, really!?

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