Dougy is happy in his flamingo tub!
And Andy is pleased to have the PC to himself!
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The pun in the headline presumes the pronounciation of GIF is similar to “give”, with a final “f” sound tagged on, so the headline should be understood to >wink! wink!< read “I give you the kitty boys!” Checking up on the accepted pronunciation, though, I learned I was mistaken. Here’s a rabid video on the topic:
Soooo… if you pronounce it correctly, you miss the pun.
We had a little snow last night. I felt I could manage it without digging out, yet when I looked outside early this morning, someone had cleared the snow around my car. Yes, my next door neighbor, Gary! (So much for my landlord.)
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Not much of a storm….
…but I see my neighbor cleared the path around my car to ease my way to get to dialysis.. Wow!
Dougy was unimpressed with the snowfall. He likes it deep!
The kitty boys can’t be interrupted when they start watching videos for kitties. They barely take time to blink their eyes!
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It’s a start. Andy’s fine with waterbirds. (“Boring!”)
But he’s more interested in this Black-capped chickadee!
A spider! Now that’s something he really, really, really likes! He and Dougy catch and eat them when they show up in the house!
A cardinal! Andy practically drools! (Yes, he’s on Dougy’s ottoman!)
Woo hoo! He hasn’t ever seen any of these fellows in real life, but he thinks raccoons are fascinating, too!
Dougy showed up, so Andy had to give up the ottoman. Never mind! He still could enjoy the downy woodpecker from the recliner arm.
Dougy and I continue to have a difference of opinion about his expectation that I drop everything and play with him. In time, I get to it; he expects instant gratification or he’ll whine piteously till he gets what he wants. Of course!
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Hint! Hint!
“You want a good ‘scritiching’, Dougy? That hit the spot, boy??”
Dang! Dougy’s pouting now. I guess he wants more than a good “scritch” or two!
Woo hoo! Dougy gets his way!
RAWR! Dougy scores again!
As sad as yesterday’s news was, life must go on. Life with kitties reminds you of that because they still need to be fed, loved, brushed, cleaned up after, played with so they can ignore you. And there can be surprises that brighten the day.
My surprise was a visit by a church friend bearing gifts of raspberry jam (delicious!) and zucchini bread (¡muy deliciosa!) that he brought in a basket Dougy instantly claimed.
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“Mine!” And Dougy is unanimous about that!
“What!? What!? What!?” There’s Andy, minding his own business.
“Hmmm!” Dougy has his druthers. “ANDY!”
Still there. It must be a plot to take the basket. Doubtlessly!
Dougy’s not enjoying this situation. Not at all.
“Grrr!” Dang that Andy is a pain! Dougy can’t believe his brother.
“What’s that, Dougy?” I ask. Yep, he complains because Andy’s looking at him!
We all know that is the most egregious sin one sibling can commit against another! Yep! Cain and Abel stuff for sure. (Never mind Andy really isn’t interested in the basket or that the basket will leave with my friend!)
OK, Dougy. I’ll see what I can do.
Today, November 30th, is St. Andrew’s Day in Scotland. I named my wee Persian buddy Andy after St. Andrew, a nod to my mostly Scottish heritage.
Saltire of Scotland
In recognition of St. Andrew’s Day, I made a quick video featuring Andy the Persian cat.
In this film noir, I am the victim of a “toothing”. Or am I? The victim, I mean. Dougy, Andy’s brother, is on the scene. What did he see? What does he know? What the heck is his part in the “toothing”? Or DOES he have a part? Can he be made to talk? Or will he cover for his brother? Will the answers show themselves or will more questions arise? And why the heck is SpongeBob smiling that “toothy” smile?
http://www.scotland.org/celebrate-scotland/st-andrews-day
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Film_noir#Problems_of_definition