With a flourish of his magnificent plume, Andy stops by.

He pauses…

“These are from earlier, Doug!”

“They aren’t any older or more stale than those in the tub, buster!” I note. Andy is so spoiled!

Andy tries to grasp this point of view. Then he ran off to do other kitty stuff.

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Andy expects me to put more Greenies out with those he didn’t eat earlier. He wastes too many this way.

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I made another batch of blueberry muffins that turned out better than the first batch. I gave two to my neighbor, Bret, who helps bring my groceries in if he sees I am doing it by myself. I’d eat all of them in no time if I didn’t share, something my chunky body doesn’t need!

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Yes, those Greenies in front are the ones that Andy rejected in the earlier photos. The ones he ate are the “new ones” by him. Spoiled rotten, I note again.

Andy is upset because I pet him when he wanted his treats, so he scratched the kitty lounger, his way to let off steam while letting me know he’s upset with me.

Amazingly, he didn’t stop for Greenies…

…because he settled on watching for me from his door perch.

“I see you, Doug!”

I used the time till Andy did something new to wash dishes. I guess moving under the walker has to count.

Andy noticed I was through washing dishes, so came over for his for a “cabinet mousie search.”

It’s OK, Andy. Louis just lucked out. Maybe you’ll catch a mousie one day, too!

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I made blueberry muffins Wednesday.

Though a tiny tin of blueberries is included in the mix, I prefer to use fresh blueberries. I save the mix blueberries till I have a few tins saved up, then I make blueberry syrup for waffles.

I think the mix blueberries are dried ones and they are packed in water. You are supposed to drain them, or you have purple muffins!

Once drained, there are very few blueberries left, and they are tiny compared with fresh.

I add half a container of the fresh to my variation, leaving no doubt they are blueberry muffins!

Andy occasionally moves in his sleep, if only to reposition his head.

Andy stopped by. I wanted to pet him. Andy has a different priority.

His eye is on the target and he ignores the hand.

A head rub, too!

Andy resists it all, even an attempt to rub his nose.

Priorities are priorities after all.

Wow! That wasn’t a nap. That was the best night’s rest ever, only it was all day.

I woke up, made coffee and prepared Andy’s wet kitty food, which I put on my plate instead of his. Dang! Surprised me, of course, when I went to put my roll on my plate. LOL! Good thing I washed dishes before my “nap”!

You don’t stop by for me, so here are some old photos of Andy doing his kitty things.

Mostly, Andy stops by for Greenies…

…or he stops by to try to get me into the other room for mysterious wishes.

Then it’s likely nap time.

Take a look at the right side of the picture, the television stand. After my niece assembled the stand, Andy took the lower cabinet in the photo as his personal cat cave. He then stopped using it after a few days. I closed it when it seemed apparent Andy was over using it, and it remained closed until last Friday.

Clever Andy opened it by himself and began using it again!

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Time for a nap.

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On this day in 2020, Andy’s littermate Dougy died. We miss Dougy. He’s the kitty boy on the left side in the photo at the top of this blog.

I posted numerous videos of Andy and Dougy on You Tube on my phainopepla95 channel, starting with their kitten days through their first five years. A video editor I used was discontinued, and all the alternative editors I looked at were excessively expensive. That ended most of my video making.

Andy is upset with me because I tried to pick him up. Horrors!

Regardless of his upset, he wants a treat, the main reason he risked getting picked up.

He finished the treats, and I decided to give him an apology in the form of something he likes as much as treats.

Yeah! Ribbon!

All forgiven!

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Kitty moods are tricky sometimes. Andy soon got over his grumpy mood, though, when he got more than what wanted.

Done, Andy wandered off to watch the birds.

With a flip of his tail, Andy heads for his ‘nip stash.

Nom! Nom! Nom!

Andy loves his ‘nip, as you regular readers know.

Zonked!

Is this stuff even legal? I’d say Andy’s out of it for a while.

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These photos are too good not to share. I don’t know exactly why they did show in yesterday’s post unless there is some file size limit I ran into.