Her Last Day with us

I was deeply moved by this. I hope you feel as blessed after reading it as I did.

Post 695: in which Andy thinks twice before fleeing…

Andy thought he outwitted me today when I came looking for him to give him his medicine. Yep! That he did! And he did, but just for a short time.

Cleverly, I ignored Andy after the first missed opportunity, when he ran into my bedroom and sneaked under my bed…!

A few minutes later, I opened the front door. It’s only 9°F (-12.8°C) at the moment, so an open door isn’t a good idea! Unless, of course, you know it will attract Andy and Dougy for a snoop and sniff session! In no time, Andy was mine, mine, mine, and flopped over on his back with a medicine syringe in his mouth!

Today, I won! Mwahahahaha!

I let Andy down and he ran to the broken computer chair.

I let Andy down and he ran to the broken computer chair.

Andy became alert, looked my way...!

Andy became alert, looked my way when I approached the chair…! He wanted to flee…again!

“Silly kitty,” I said. “You’ve had your medicine and treats, so you are free to be a kitty the rest of the day. Now, pose nicely for your fans in Blogotania!”

So Andy posed nicely for everyone!  Good kitty!

So Andy posed nicely for everyone!
Good kitty!

In the meantime, Dougy made hay while the sun shined, and went on a snoop to the top of Andy’s happy place: the blue carrier.

Can you believe that Dougy?!

Can you believe that Dougy?! This is what he did while Andy posed nicely.

Sniffing away, and Andy's just in front of the settee on the broken computer chair, an arm's length away!

Sniffing away, and Andy’s just in front of the settee on the broken computer chair, an arm’s length away!