24Apr26: cat interrupts television viewer…

First of all, there are no Greenies, Andy protests…
I see none!
It upsets me, Doug.
RAWR!
You must suffer for this.
Ready?
I try to scroll on the television…
…but Andy is blocking the signal.

Trump’s not the only one having problems with Persians!

23Apr26: home from the hospital

The best part of home again after dialysis is I get to be with my kitty!
He’s usually napping, of course.
So…
..I wake him up…
…with some of….
…his…
…favorite…
…”scritches.”
Yeah. And a few head pats to top it off.

Now, time for kitty food!

22Apr26: what I prepared; what he ate…

“Andy!”
“…kitty food time!”
What!
Oh, the “empty” dry food bowls.
Hide your head in shame, Andrew!
That’s better!
Now a kitty bath, and…
…if I leave him alone,  a kitty nap.

21Apr26: the window..

The front dining room window is Andy’s favorite for birding.
Early mornings, they congregate on the power lines.
Then then flock down to the l a bne and grass where Andy gets a better view.
Up again to the power lines!
Down again closer in on the grass.Andy is most entertained!

20Apr26: a day to perch…

It has been a slow morning.
Andy woke up from a wheelchair nap and hopped onto the recliner back.
It gives him a clear view of the front room and some of others…
…or of me!
What’s happening in the guest bedroom?
Nothing!

Andy is busy being a perching kitty.

So it’s back to the wheelchair…
… for…
… a snooze.

19Apr26: Andy love, love, loves the wheelchair!

…and why not?

It’s handy.

It’s there.

He took right to it.
It fits him just so!
Great for grooming, too.
Just resting?
Yes!
At least it is if I leave him alone.

18Apr26: another exciting “Andy morning!”

A bit of front door birding gets my kitty boy going! Starlings, American Robins, and house sparrows so far.
Off on important kitty business.

Heads on…
…tails away!
Hey! He watches me, but I have a camera!!
Now, the back door bird watch. I hear Americam robins.
So does Andy! Sorry, Andy. It’s illegal to catch some for your breakfast.
Speaking of which, it’s a bit past seven and mine is ready to eat!
Aw, to dream….
…then have breakfast.
Speaking of which, I started to have mine a bit past seven.
Cold. What to expect an hour 20 after I sat down to eat, I then got diverted.
Time for Andy’s
…kitty nap.

A busy morning, eh!, Andrew!

=(^+^)=

“If it moves….”

 

Fortunately, when it did move, it turned out to be shedded kitty hair some ants thought they might have a use for.

17Apr26: we just woke up.

Zzzz…hi, Andy!
I spotted him first thing tonight/ this morning…
..what’s the time anyway? Oh! One-forty-seven AM! I slept, then, almost five hours. Of course, I dozed in my chair a lot before I went to bed.
Wait! The wee rascal is up.on the table snooping!
So this us what he does at night.
That’s better, Andrew!

15Apr26: another shorty…

Andy ran off before I could get more shots.

That leaves boring me.

Wanna see my boob job scar. It it’s still healing.

I told you this would be boring!

14Apr26: a fresh start…

New Greenies arrived. The last batch was getting stale, per Andy, and even he wouldn’t touch b them.
I was curious about Reese’s mini peanut butter cupwould they be bakrdcinto banana nut muffins?
Different, but more crunchy than regular baking chocolate chips. Also, these are very sweet. I had a strong couple of tea to try to tame that sweetness.
Taking a television break.
Pouty time.
This, Greenies,  took care of the pouty mood!
Andy took off on important kitty business.