Andy has a chance to block the captions on this Ingmar Bergman version of Mozart’s Die Zauberflöte, a favorite opera of mine, and he doesn’t. Part he sleeps through…

…then sometimes he takes off on kitty business.

Of course, his path is across my laptop keyboard. It isn’t because he means to be bad. It just happens to be where he needs to walk!

He listens politely, too, because he is a good kitty.

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We are healing, Andy and I. We will always have a hole in our hearts that only Dougy could fill, but we do have our fond memories of him. He was a good kitty, too.