Andy’s waiting by the door. A tuxedo kitty comes around to see him each night.
Andy gets on the little red chair and stares at the tuxedo kitty; the tuxedo kitty stares back. This goes on for a long time, and neither kitty makes a sound or moves.
But, until the little tuxedo kitty comes around, Andy just waits by the door.
[The tuxedo kitty is a dead ringer for the late Taco. Is it one of his progeny? Does someone own this tuxedo kitty? Or is it a feral kitty like Taco was? I haven’t been able to determine if it’s a kitty boy or a kitty girl, so I just call it “Sam”, as in “Samuel”…or “Samantha”!]
For those subscribers who missed out on the video, Taco the tuxedo kitty boy was a neighborhood regular for his lifetime, and he was one tough, little kitty. See the reaction of Andy and the late Dougy to this new “toughie”!
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Andy got a visit to the groomer’s yesterday. [Before…]
[After…] He was happy to get back home, of course…
…and his groomer reported that he had been a very good kitty!
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“I purchased this painting in a tiny shop nearby — two black cats and a sable cat at Cluny, the medieval cloister also nearby. The artist, Pouchelon aka Pouch, was an illustrator for Le Monde. Most of his paintings feature cats! He obviously anticipated the arrival of my two black kids and my sable kid. Even the proportions are perfect: hefty Charles in the lead, wiry André in the middle and dainty Serena bringing up the rear.” quoting Deborah in her account of how she got her three cats from Maine to Paris.
My friend Deborah once took her three kitties to France. Their full adventure can be read if you type Post 1022 in the search box and enter. Two of the three cats have gone on to the greatest adventure of all now – over the rainbow – and, sadly, Charles joined the late Serena on August 31, 2011. Charles’ half brother André survives.
Deborah shared a project she’s put together in Charles’ memory with me. I knew he and the other kitties were special – pedigree – Bombays, yet little did I know Charles had been featured on Animal Planet in “Cats 101: the Bombay”! This purr baby – because Charles had a constant purr according to Deborah – seemed to fit the classic definition of the breed, with his desire to snuggle with his humans, for example, and which Charles did especially with his special human BBF, Deborah’s young granddaughter!
Deborah writes: “He stole my heart, immediately, with his purr, and then his self-assured swagger, and his loving nature.”
Charles is the kitty boy on the grooming table in the video, as well as the one following after the human, and coming out from under the bed. Deborah speculates that part of why he was chosen by the producers of the program was his expressive eyes.
Here’s a better look at those eyes – Charles in front, André behind.
Another time, a sentiment for now, written by Charles’ BFF Rosie, Deborah’s granddaughter.
RIP Sir Charles Neville 2008 – 2021
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Oops! looked better with them off. Looks like I have some housekeeping to take care of…some day!
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Andy’s gradually getting used to the idea Dougy isn’t around to shoo him off the ottoman.
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Once again, the mysteries of the Android 10 smartphone block transfer of photos from the phone to my laptop. After piddling around, I finally breached the dam (“damn”!?) and found the missing photos from the past three days plus the new ones, mostly. I get soooo disturbed that I periodically have to go through this little ritual, especially since the magic that unblocks the constipated phone never seems to be the same one each time.
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