The drawstring came out of these pants when I washed them.
Andy, of course, was interested in “helping” me.
I eventually discouraged Andy! Gad!
It took effort, but centimeter by centimeter, I eventually pushed the drawstring through.
Andy noticed the drawstring before I noticed Andy. He was ready to “help” me again.
Thwarted!
After all the time and effort it took to get that drawstring back in my pants, there was no way I was going to let Andy get near it. Sorry, Andy. Go ahead and pout.
I caught Andy off guard, with one eye blinking.
Side glance. Hmm. Better!
Not the most flattering look…
Yeah! Only took four shots this time!
Of course, this is more natural but (no pun intended…) you can’t see his eyes. LOL!
Andy spots the Neko toy.
He tries to catch it, but…
…it gets away before he can catch it.
Andy wants to play with this kitty food bag tear strip today.
First a sniff or two before Andy takes the play to the floor!
RAWR!
His enthusiasm validates his choice!
Tootsie greets me at the door. She’s all excited and ready to play, especially that doggy favorite, tug-a-war or maybe just get a nice head rub.
Marco greets me at the door, too! He’s happy to get a nice back “scritch” and a “Nice doggy!” (Which he is!)
This is lots of excitement for my friend Donna’s doggies! All these people and food too!
After all the excitement, Tootsie settles down in her favorite place, Donna’s lap. Marco may join later. Somehow, Donna manages both at the same time if they insist.
All this time, Andy’s home alone. Who knows what he’s doing now!
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Last Friday, a bunch of my Class of ’66 classmates and I got together for the monthly luncheon. Since it was hosted by Donna, I was delighted to get together with a couple of my favorite dogs, too! Tootsie likes to play and get lots of attention. Marco is equally thrilled to see company. Both are really sweet-natured doggies. I enjoy their company as much as that of my old human friends.
As I say to Tootsie and Marco, “Meow meow! Oops! Woof woof!”
Hee! Hee! I get it wrong every time.
Andy ignored the kitty toy.
I dropped it right next to him and called his name.
He pretended to sleep, with the kitty toy at his feet.
Then he sniffed it…
…and rolled over on his back.
This wasn’t our best play session, but we’d played a rough house session a few minutes earlier with another toy.
Andy was pooped!
So cute when they flop over on their backs!
Um…
Andy’s about to ambush the Neko toy!
Minding his business…
…Andy notices…
…an object of interest.
Well, if not a “RAWR” moment, a possible “rawr”.
Andy played hard earlier.
Now…
…it’s time for a cat nap!
Saki, my sister’s kitty, got a new scratching post, just like the one Andy has.
She doesn’t know what to think of it.
Andy’s pooped from all of the playtime with the bag of refrigerator top found toys. (Just writing that is pretty tiring and a bit too much specificity!) I let him have time off today to restore himself.