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Today is my Class of 1966 group’s monthly luncheon
I’m taking an apple pie. Lasagna is on the “agenda” for our get-together! I may stop by the liquor store for a bottle of Chianti, too.










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Of course, being a crepuscular being, once the sun sunk in the west, Andy “crepusculated” like a proper kitty!
























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Yes, I noticed it, too: whatever caught on his left whiskers probably was in a place I haven’t cleaned behind or under. I suspect he was hunting for kitty food. I not that two bowls of dry special Royal Canin Persian cat food were full to the top of the rim, which in kitty terms Andy judged to be empty. I put more of it in one of the cc two bowls, and Andy’s tummy was full again.