Andy and I are pooped today, so we’re taking it slowly.

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Whew! I never seem to sleep more than four hours at a time, no matter how tired I am. I took a nap this afternoon, aware it might mean I couldn’t sleep tonight. The way I feel right now, I think that I will sleep just fine. (This was written around 7:20 pm on the 19th.)

Why is it a kitty tummy screams out “Tickle me!” when everyone knows touching a kitty tummy is almost always a risky business!? Yeah, I just tickled Andy’s tummy and Andy gave me the look that I know means my hand will die if I do that again. Of course, I will do it again.

Andy stopped by just as the presidential debate began.

It started well enough, Wallace presenting a question.

Andy’s kitty sense began to tingle.

Geez! He’s over-talking Biden so bad I barely can understand him! ENOUGH! Andy could not agree more, so he ran off for peace and quiet elsewhere. 

Cleaning up after a yummy chicken dinner, Andy puts energy into it! Of course, he’s on a special diet now, and that chicken dinner is unadulterated chicken, no grains or additives. At the price, I’m glad Andy love, love, loves it. You know kitties, though: as soon as you buy a long term supply of a food they seem to like, they decide they don’t like it, not really! (I’m crossing my fingers with the new food. He’s been eating it for a month of so now, no problems!)