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!”
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: