Andy’s swingin’, too!
Andy corners me and tries to tell me something that weighs heavily on his mind….
“Whatsa matter, boy? Timmy in the well again?”
Andy isn’t amused. That joke wasn’t funny the first time.
“Look at the clock, sir.” (Andy is the polite kitty boy of the two! Dougy would just shout it out, mrow, mrow, mrow.)
“See what Dougy’s doing?” Andy asks.
“Oh! It’s ‘Kitty Food Time!'” So I prepare the wet kitty food for the kitty boys and hope Dougy hasn’t eaten too much dry kitty food or he’ll miss out on the chicken paté. Believe me, Andy eats it all if Dougy hesitates a moment!
You’ve “met” my Seattle sister’s kitty girl Molly before. My sister recently sent me the next photo of Molly. See if you can find her!
My sister wrote: “I panicked yesterday because I couldn’t find Molly any place in the house and knew [my granddaughter] had left the door open while going back and forth to the car. Eventually Molly walked out of my bedroom and I had looked everywhere in there. Today I discovered her hiding place. If you look at the center of my bed pillows, you can see a cat ear. Now I know!“
It’s clear: The kitty boys have begun to circle around me so it must be “Kitty Food Time”! (Andy on recliner; Dougy on ottoman, pouting; me behind laptop screen, hidden….)
Andy is not happy! Kitty food time is LATE!!