Andy plays it cool. He spots the “prey” and makes sure it doesn’t become alarmed to have a world class cat predator preparing his move…!
RAWR! That’s one prescription medicine container cap that won’t see tomorrow!
Kitty proud of his prowess as the great kitty hunter, Andy asked that I give you a closer look at that last pounce: Quicker than a slow shutter speed, I barely captured part of Andy’s magnificent moment! That cap might be kid safe, but it is no match to a mighty Persian kitty cat!
Had a call from the veterinarian clinic yesterday. Dougy’s ashes are ready to be picked up. I’m not ready to pick them up, however, and will wait till Tuesday. Miss that cat. It makes me sad to think of Dougy reduced to ashes in a small metal can. I’ll probably cry when I get it. I’m crying thinking about it.
I am confused now. After writing the ashes update, I remembered I have Dougy’s ashes! I don’t know what the telephone call from the veterinarian’s clinic was about now. Was there confusion about whose pet’s ashes are in another container? Was I given the wrong tin of ashes earlier? What!? I will take the tin with Dougy’s ashes with me Tuesday, and when the other tin is handed to me, I’ll put the first on on the desk and say “Oops!” I had the scab of sorrow plucked off my grief, cried again for the lost Dougy when I got the call, and I DO expect an answer and an apology if there is, indeed, another tin marked as Dougy’s ashes!