Post 976: “…and your enemies closer….”

You’ve heard the axiom before: “Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer.” Andy apparently has, too.

Around the time I give Andy his daily dose of medicine, we become enemy combatants, Andy in his  armed camp, and me in mine. I intend to give him his medicine and a little loving, and he intends not to play my game.

Andy, pretending to be cool, but watching me closely for signs I'm about to get up to snatch him away to give him his medicine...!

Andy, pretending to be cool, but watching me closely for signs I’m about to get up to snatch him away to give him his medicine…!

Andy's suspicious now. He's spotted a slight change in my body position that he suspects is the next step before he gets snatched up and given medicine! (He guessed correctly, but I caught the little rascal anyway.)

Andy’s suspicious now. He’s spotted a slight change in my body position that he suspects is the next step before he gets snatched up.
(He guessed correctly, but I caught the little rascal anyway.)

Andy's "medicine face"....

Andy’s “medicine face”….

Oh the high drama! The pitiful protests! The struggle to avoid the inevitable and necessary dose of medicine! No, Andy, I am not pulling your tail off. I’m giving you something to help your blood pressure. (Yes, cats can have high blood pressure! And you thought they lived the life of Riley, no stress in their pampered little homes!)