Andy and I conked out early today.

Dialysis does that for me, but kittyhood demands Andy sleep most of the day.

“Good morning/evening…whichever it is, Andrew!”

Andy likes a Royal Canin dry food that’s made to be easy for Persian kitties to eat. A new bag of it was delivered yesterday, and he’s already had some of it.

His hyperthyroidism medication arrived by mail, too, but I didn’t bring it in until after dark. I need to take him out to the clinic to learn how to apply it correctly. Of course, I’ll pay for his visit last week, then, and for the medication that just arrived.

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If it weren’t for one clock set for military time, there’d be some days I woke up thinking it was morning when it actually was night.