Andy catnapped on his favorite perch-of-the-day, the recliner footrest, when he became aware of a presence…

…!
Andy thought he recognized those ears! Dougy!

The longer their hair gets between haircuts, the prettier the kitty boys get. On the other hand, they require more brushing to deal with loose hair, which leads to mat formation if not dealt with.

When I ask Dougy if he wants me to brush him, the inevitable answer is “Meow!” He love, love, loves brushing, especially when I “scritch” his chin with the brush. See how he rolls over to make his chin more accessible!?
Andy is less thrilled with brushing, though he tolerates it.

We’ve had a grumpy few days, thanks to a laptop giving up the ghost, but my new laptop means the kitty boys and I can return to regular posting.
What’s going to fall apart next? I suspect it’s time for the smart phone to go belly up. I mean, don’t expensive things always fail close to expensive holidays like Christmas? And it’s about the only bit of technology I use that’s left to croak!
Dougy love, love, loves his plastic tub and doesn’t share it with Andy. When I bought Andy his own tub, Dougy homesteaded it, too! Bad Kitty!

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“Woo hoo!”

“Caturday!”

I recently let you know Andy decided this is a good place to spend his day if he wants to get kitty treats…

…though it has its limitations, namely, proximity to Dougy’s established sanctum sanctorum!

And there’s Dougley now! Watch out Andy! He’s about to give you…

…”The Stare”. Don’t waver, Andrew! You can take it like a big kitty boy…

… or not. Andy ran off to the guest bedroom to hide from Dougy. “The Stare” did the trick and Dougy’s enjoying a nice nap on his ottoman.

What’s Dougy’s tail trying to tell me!? I’m not sure, but it may be he sees Andy. You know, Andy might walk past Dougy’s sanctum sanctorum, the most holy of holies, Dougy’s ottoman. The nerve!