Andy greets me at the door and sniffs my hand.
After a “boop” to the nose and a face rub, Andy wanders over…
…to the walker I’ve set up by the door. It’s a nice day so the fresh air invigorates us both. The birds and other critters are just a side benefit for Andy!
Andy takes a little time to estimate his trajectory so he lands on the walker seat with a laudable graceful kitty landing instead of a splat. Kitty Pride, you know!
A perfectly executed landing! Andy enjoys the scene while I continue to take his photos.
Andy isn’t enjoying the paparazzi attention.
Maybe a glaring glance will end this nonsense!
Nope. The glaring glance is misinterpreted as “an invitation to pet the kitty,” absolutely not what Andy wants just now.
Good grief!
Not the head and ear rubs! Andy has no resistance to that combination!
Andy hops off the walker to divert my attention, but I try a ploy I think will get Andy’s attention.
Yeah, the “mousies in cabinet” game! Andy ignores the invitation.
Doug, Doug, Doug! You know that isn’t part of the routine at this hour!
With a fluff of his tail, Andy heads for his ‘nip stash.
Nom! Nom! Nom!
Andy loves his ‘nip, as you regular readers know.
Is this stuff even legal?! I ‘d say Andy’s out of it for a while.