Post 1543: trick or treats…

Dougy slept soundly while Andy sneaked box time in the new box. Ohhhh! Danger time, Andrew! Dougy came soon after. Andy pretended he was there – next to the box – waiting for kitty treats. Good move, Andy! I had to fork over the loot to complete the deception.

Dougy hopped into the new box, of course. In time – thanks to Andy crunching kitty treats next to the new box – Dougy picked up on the fact that he better get it fluffy butt out of the box if he wanted his share.

Dougy looked and looked and walked right over the treats and looked and found the mother lode of kitty treats, but still didn’t figure out the treats were under his feet for the eating! I even pointed them out to him! 

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Good grief, Dougy! I even tossed a few in the new box. Andy’s going to be “horking” kitty treats if he eats all I’ve put out for two kitties!

Dougy takes the search to the table – over here, Dougy, over here! – then hops over two packages of kitty treats to get to the floor. I hadn’t intended to trick him out of his treats! He did it on his own.

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Post 1540: A new box!!! Woo hoo!

Andy and Dougy are very excited: a brand new box! Best of all, it is full of cat grass starter and lots and lots of kitty treats!

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Yet Andy is incredulous.

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All Andy can do is return to the table to think about strategy, perhaps, or wait till Dougy gets tired of the box. It is a bit big for one kitty!

Post 1401: Even the weeds bring us cheer…!

Don’t know what to call it, but it grows among the the thistles that have invaded and conquered most of the front flower bed (sic).

Dougy couldn’t care less. He’s enjoying his old favorite, the flamingo-colored tub!

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Andy, on the other hand, likes the “real” flowers best.

A weed by any other name…is a flower. I like the yellow one best of all!IMG_20170522_111127

Here’s a better look at the yellow rose bush flowers. See why I love, love, love this rose!

Post 1140: box kitties…

Dougy and boxes, boxes and Dougy! Dougy is my box connoisseur. Andy likes boxes, too, but he isn’t as obsessed with them as Dougy.

The paparazzo, finally satiated, takes one last photo of his victime. Dougy final;ly gets to enjoy a little peace and quiet on Caturday!

Dougy loved, loved, loved this box…then I trashed it!

"Tough stuff, brother! I was here first!"

“Tough stuff, brother! I was here first!” Dougy doesn’t share his boxes with Andy.

Dougy holds out hope of recovering his prized box.... Andy holds steady. It's his fort now! Mwahahahaha!

Dougy holds out hope of recovering his prized box….
Andy holds steady. It’s his fort now! Mwahahahaha!

"What did you say" In front of the box...?!"

Dougy’s a box connoisseur!

Hiding in the skinny box.... Dougy waits for toes to come by. RAWR!

Hiding in the skinny box…. Dougy waits for toes to come by.
RAWR!

Andy makes his case: MINE! Get out!

Dougy takes the box first; Andy wants it.

All this drama's made Andy sleepy!

Hee! Hee! There were several boxes to choose from, and Andy manages to get one for himself!

High above the scene, Dougy surveys the bags awaiting inspection...!

Dougy loves his salmon-colored tub, too! (At least it isn’t an ugly box, I think.)

I couldn't believe it. Andy slipped into Dougy's hidey hole. Where"s Dougy?

I couldn’t believe it. Andy slipped into Dougy’s hidey hole again! Where”s Dougy?

Dougy the tub cat!

In his tub, of course!

Post 834: Andy stages a coup…

Dougy had lots of fun playing in the boxes yesterday. Unfortunately got him, Andy saw him and decided he wanted fun, too!

Andy  makes his plan. Dougy shall go!

Andy makes his plan.
Dougy shall go!

Silly Dougy! Doesn't he know better than to leave his boxe unguarded?  Andy made his move and he's entrenched inside the prize!

Silly Dougy! Doesn’t he know better than to leave his boxes unguarded?
Andy made his move and he’s entrenched inside the prize!

“Hee! Hee! All the fun is all mine all the time!” Andy chortles.
He peeps out the hole, waiting for the Neko wand toy to come his way. He tries to enlarge the hole by chewing the edges.

Dougy holds out hope of recovering his prized box.... Andy holds steady. It's his fort now! Mwahahahaha!

Dougy holds out hope of recovering his prized boxes….
Andy holds steady. It’s his fort now! Mwahahahaha!

Dougy left the room and Andy has his day in the sun! That was easier than he thought.

Dougy surrenders and Andy has his day in the sun! That was easier than he thought.

No use whining about it Dougy! Andy took it fair and square.  Sort of..o!

No use whining about it Dougy! Andy took it fair and square.
Sort of..!

Post 804: Any old box will do…!

When I got my laptop, I tossed the shipping box on the floor. I couldn’t wait to get on my new toy!

It took the cats moments to examine the box and determine it was sufficiently interesting to occupy.

Dougy's in the box today.

Dougy’s in the box today.

Waiting for the Neko toy centipede...that is in front of the box...silly cat!

Waiting for the Neko toy centipede…that is in front of the box…silly cat!

“What did you say…in front of the box…?'”

“Well, you have to toss it my way. I’m not chasing it outside the box! Andy might take the box away from me!”

Cats and their boxes…!

Once again, I have a box I can’t toss out just yet. The boys eventually will get tired of it, but not for the moment.

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For the record, you can see Dougy’s eye color clearly and accurately in the third photo! 

Post 601: “A Really Cool Box”

A really cool box arrived by UPS yesterday, full of new dinnerware. It took nanoseconds for Andy to claim the box as “his”, well before I finished opening it! You know cats…!

[NOTE TO UPS: Since you delivered this to my neighbor’s house, perhaps 100 feet away, an 81-year-old man finished delivering this very heavy box to me. Catch that: an 81-year-old man! I was home and my front door was open.]

Post 547: Andy guards his new box

The boys run to the door when I bring in the mail or packages because, well, they know something came for them! Many times there will be a letter with an interesting scent, which I have to let them both sniff and absorb till they’re ready to go on to the next piece with a plastic cover, say, or crinkly wrap, if they are especially lucky that day.

Best days, though, are those when a box arrives. A box! You can taste their excitement! And it’s nearly impossible to open the box fast enough to extract something that amazes and entertains them, which is, frankly, anything that comes in a box! Then there is the box itself, which all cat people know is the prize of prizes to all cats. They both try to claim it before the other brother does. Then, curiosity sated, they wander off to other cat business, a bath perhaps,  few pieces of cat chow, a drink at the fountain.

The box isn’t forgotten, though, and one or the other sneaks a closer look later when the other brother isn’t around. Yes, and to mark the heck out of it with their scent! “MY box! MINE! BEWARE!”

That brings us to the latest box, now claimed, marked, and occupied by Andy.

Andy's on guard duty at his new box. Dougy probbably will walk by and need to be reminded of Andy's ownership.

Andy’s on guard duty at his new box. Dougy probably will walk by and need to be reminded of Andy’s ownership.

"Was that Dougy I just heard in the guest bedroom?" Andy is vigilant and paranoid!

“Was that Dougy I just heard in the guest bedroom?” Andy is vigilant and paranoid!

Poor Andy! It isn’t easy claiming a new box in this household! The box behind Andy is Dougy’s ratty box.

Andy feels a bit sleepy from all the stress of protyecting his box. "Where is that dang brother of mine!? I know he wants to take my box...!"

Andy feels a bit sleepy from all the stress of protecting his box. “Where is that dang brother of mine!? I know he wants to take my box…!”

"I know Dougy's around here someplace!" Andy hasn't had his blood pressure medicine yet.

“I know Dougy’s around here someplace!” Andy hasn’t had his blood pressure medicine yet.

In a minute or two Andy will get up and look for his brother, but, for the moment, he continues his guard.

In a minute or two Andy will get up and look for his brother, but, for the moment, he continues his guard.

The camera’s put away, but the box business continues. I just heard a scuffle inside the new box, then feet running after other feet. There’s Andy, foot-stomping mad, ears back. Dougy apparently lost the box battle because he just walked by me, tail down, wary of Andy. Andy’s instincts were dead on about his brother’s plans for his box!

In the meantime, Dougy’s hanging out by my foot, rubbing against my leg, while Andy watches from a yard away, ready to pounce the moment I’m not paying attention and Dougy makes a move away from me.

It’s going to be a busy morning!