The endless game of giving Andy his heart medicine began with Andy escaping from me each time I tried to catch him. 

Frustrated, I decided to take a photo of Andy hiding in the dark, feet away from me where I couldn’t move without him scooting off to some inaccessible spot to “cat smirk” about how he avoided his icky medicine once again! I’d call the blog centered on the photo “fugitive…” I decided.

While waiting for my computer to settle in and be ready, Andy stopped by my computer chair! He was within grabbing distance, so I just reached down and captured my little fugitive! 

“Try giving me those sad kitten eyes now, you little rascal! You will be medicated today!” 

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The fugitive, moments before he came over and was captured. (Photo taken in low light.)

This is Andy’s main defense: “sad kitten eyes”. Didn’t work!  For those unfamiliar with Andy’s “sad kitten eyes”, here’s an historical photo, back when I had to wrap him in a towel to contain him long enough to give him his medicine:

…wrapped in the white towel! He spots the medicine bottle on the table. This can only mean one thing! (Original caption for this photo – this shows you an Oscar-worthy version of “sad kitten eyes”, as Andy performs them!)