I can count on the kitty boys to be wherever I am. They greet me at the door when I come home from tasks or visits, then trail around, behind, and in front of me till their curiosity is satisfied, they get fed, or they decide it’s time for a cat nap.
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Andy greeted me at the door when I came back from dialysis. Dougy came to greet me shortly afterwards, but my focus was on catching Andy. Andy managed to evade me earlier and still needed his medicine….
Andy knows what’s coming! He nearly avoided capture again, but I managed. He’s dosed for today!
After a brief “scritching”, Dougy had important kitty business to take care of.
Ugh! I need to do litter box duty for sure now! Two cats fill it up pretty fast, and I didn’t get the job done before I left this morning: Not a good deal!
Turnabout’s fair play, says Dougy, who follows me into the bathroom and weaves himself around my legs while I take care of important business. Andy prefers to watch me shower. Anyone with cats knows the routine!
A bit later, Dougy takes a tour of the dining room table, which never looks better than this because the kitty boys manage to mess things up no matter how much straightening I make of my work piles.
So much for today’s little ballet. We managed to be in each other’s way yet no one got stepped on. That counts for a good day!
We’ve got 7 litter boxes here…
Oh dear! Oh dear! I’m staggered thinking about that! My two put out an unimaginable amount of waste, and I can’t comprehend what accumulates in seven litter boxes!
A lot accumulates very quickly. A few of them don’t cover it either… 🙂
Andy and Dougy are hit and miss about it. The “good news” (?) there is I see it and probably clean the lkitter boxes more frequently in consequence.
The first photo of Andy is snoop adorable!
I typed soooo and the spellchecker changed it to snoop…
Spellchecker can be so anal!
It happens every time I write on my kindle…
Same with my laptop. Unfortunately, I am not a touch typist, and I regularly miss typos and spellcheck changes.
Andy has a kittenish look that Dougy, with his more pronounced Persian mug, doesn’t. Andy say to tell you :Mrow”!
Mrow-Wroof-Wroof! The ZAB team
That, I discern, is Catinese with a hint of a dog accent! LOL!
Yeah, it’s hard to get rid of the dog accent. WOL!
Works both ways! When Andy and Dougy try to speak Dog, they have a distinct accent, too!
Borthg ways; MOL!
I missed that, but it’s edited to read “both” now! Thanks. I have fumble fingers some days.
😀
Andy has the evil eye(s) look perfected.
He gets lots of practice!
Sweet boys doing what kitties do. How is dialysis going an dhow are you feeling? Prayers your way.
Thanks! I’m doing fine on dialysis. I don’t have any difficulties with it, no pain or discomfort. It helps that the nurses in the dialysis unit all are highly competent and caring, that the process is surprisingly pleasant. As for the kitty boys, they are always happy to greet me at the door when I come home, and they are doing well, too!
One is never alone in the bathroom when you have a cat 🙂
For sure! even if they have to run from the other end of the apartment to join me! LOL!
Glad to see “my” boyz this afternoon, just wondering where they had gotten to and now I know. I did cat box duty yesterday and it is no picnic. Tah all. ~~dru~~
Whew! There are three litter boxes, per the “formula” of one per cat plus one extra, yet they seem to prefer this one over the other two. It gets intense!