05Apr26

Andy has made it his business.
I let him do it once.
Yes, cute, but…
..I’m an old guy. What if I needed to get to the bathroom quickly? Would you let me have my wheelchair?
I don’t think Andy’s listening, nor will he let me have my wheelchair!
Andrew!!
“Poop on the floor. That’s what I do.”

NOT a good idea, kitty.

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Andy expect me to turn on the television…

…but I’m checking out my new CD player. Looking through my opera drawers, I came across an old 20th Century favorite – not many of that period are –

Puccini!’s.

“La Boheme”

My late friendRalph W. once told me that the apartment he lived in at the time was the setting for this opera. Could be a fine story, though it was in the Latin District. One point.

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I tried and tried to get the CD player turned on.

“Good grief!! What did I do to turn it on yesterday…

… Oh! Plug it in!”

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Andy doesn’t know what to think of this noisy box or why it’s on his sleeping spot.

(I assembled a stout, little table. As soon as I figure out where to set it so I can listen to music, Andy will get his spot back.)