Andy knows there’s ice in his future.He hears me open the freezer door.He hears me knock the ice tray on the counter to loosen the cubes.He sees the plastic mug in my hand, the ice clinking softly as I move toward the front room.Yes, the ice is refreshing when he eventually gets the mug, but he has to stop licking to let his tongue warm up!Enough’s enough.A quick clean up, then……the catnap.Later, maybe a little television.
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Andy had a more satisfying catnap once I moved the mug off the ottoman.
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