27Mar26: reflections…

It is a quiet, sunlit morning where and when I write. Andy purrs softly while eating his treats, and I pause to thank Ye Gods.(insert whatever, whomever, or…your choice) for a wonderful morning..that followed with a call from my tax preparer telling me one document he needed was missing. I looked, no document.

Now I’m in a black mood! Damn it!

My mood quickly changed when Bill, my tax preparer, guided me through the process of retrieving a copy of the missing form. This extra special care is why I continue with the tax preparer I do.

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Andy sitting on my paper shredder. He’s not a bad shredder himself.

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World Cup time coming again. I had a difficult time watching it because I often supported both teams playing specific specific matches.. (2010? I think it was.)

I’m not a huge fan, but I enjoy the heart and compassion of “football” – Yeah! Yeah! I know! – and am pleased more and more schools feature it in their sports departments. I think I would have enjoyed playing it back in the days before dirt was invented!

So, the February page from the 2011 calendar I had made of favorite Louie photos popped up during my tax document search.

Louie was a very Kool Kat I named after another very Kool Kat, Louis “Satchmo” Armstrong. What’s that have to do with “Danmark,” a Kool small European country and this business of a hint of a ginger tabby cat blocking a goal while a suspiciously laughing cat in Danish colors observes and cheers for Danmark? (Think of that French Laughing  Cow fromage.) I think it was my team of the day, and they played well, but not against any of the other teams I wanted to win, against all probability since only one…yeah! Crazy, I know! But it must have been a very satisfying game to prompt this dreamscape!

FIFA World Cup has been ruined for me this year. I may try to watch the mess tied to US  venues by US politics. Shxt. The same for the 250th anniversary of the founding of the US. I just hope the US survives the year!

Louie had a magnificent tail. I miss him. He died on 1 August 2011. When I picked up his ashes later that month, Tara, one of the veterinarian techs, brought out wee Andrew, a weirdly cute Persian kitten. Would I be interested in having him? Awwww! He walked right over to me, something he does with people even to this day to decide what to make of them. I began the next phase of kitty living that moment.
Dougy came a week later, and l had the same reaction. What do you do if you are clueless about how to raise one kitten? Get a second one! Ha! And a book titled
“Kittens for Dummies.” (Dougy didn’t read the book, so never learned he was supposed to stop scratching furniture when I used the book’s methods.)
I’m fascinated by these images doubled in the mirror. I know Andy must have some thoughts about his image in the mirror, too, because I have seen him staring at himself before

“Who is that handsome kitty? I wonder if he likes Greenies as much as I do. Does he know the same neighborhood kitties that come to my door? That squirrel? Those cottontails?All those birds? Ho-hum! Time for a nap.”

I tried to. Fish tacos and a taste test on French fries of two brands of Currywurst sauce. The fish tacos need a little more thought and my “failproof” method of identifying which sauce was which (initial for each brand) got messed up in moving to the table. I think “H” is a bit more spicey and thicker than “Z”, making “H” the winner. We’ll try some future test to confirm. European ketchup is thinner than US ketchup, so clings less well to “stuff.” I’ve no strong preference either way. I do like German “Senf” (mustard) better, though all mustards in the US aren’t the classic yellow mustard typically slathered on hotdogs. Everywhere the French mustard… of course! That is, I think, the srandsrd. Why else would people try to emulate it?

The seal on
)Greenies is a toy to Andy. I don’t play with it much or leave it where he can get it. Trash is best. Looks like a veterinarian’s house payment or down payment on a car to me!

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I tried the street taco sauce by dipping a knife in it and tasting a tiny bit. Classified by the Mexican producer as green Chile and mild, I won’t fall for that a second time! Ha!

A Chicago chef (Rick Bayliss) with a classic Mexican restaurant featuring cuisine usually not prepared in my country, had a television show where he made food without the so much fire, just seasoning mere mortals can handle.