I noticed Andy pawing away at an envelope that fell on the floor.
It wasn’t obvious what the attraction was.
He’d bite at the corner, lift it up with his teeth, then, finally got it flipped over.
The question answered: He was trying to get at the window, which I realized he intended to claw out, chew, and swallow!
I took the envelope away from the little rascal and put it where he couldn’t get to it.
After yesterday’s post, we are tired, very tired.
We…
…take turns watching each other.
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Andy and I need new hobbies!
Andy wanted me to stop everything and follow him…
…which I did after ignoring him till he did his “This kitty boy is really, really, really pissed, Hooman!” scritch-fit on his cactus scratching post.
Yes, he wanted to look in the cabinets for “mousies!”
But first, sniff Doug’s foot. Silly cat!
After all the early “follow me” drama, Andy saw something if interest on the unswept floor. Fortunately for my wallet, he spitted a bread wire tie, the sort of thing, ingested, that helps his veterinarian pay his mortgage or buy a new boat! I removed it from him and disposed of it in a safe way.
Distraction gone, Andy made a cursory look-see of the kitchen cabinets before he…
…left to take care of his “precious.”
Why not? He was in the vicinity, and it was early-birds-in-action time! Andy took time for his favorite kitty boy fun.
Andy doesn’t come around for nothing.
Yes, you-know-what is what’s on his wee kitty boy brain this morning! Awww, kitty! But I wanna pick you up for snuggles!
Doing his quality assurance check first.
Yes, they are just what the kitty came for, but don’t plan on snuggles, Hooman guy!
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Today started with a long sleep. I felt exhausted at 9:30 last night, so went to bed. I fall asleep pretty soon after I go to bed, fortunately. I woke up around 5:30, so got close to eight hours of sleep! That’s a recent record, one so rare because I can’t imagine sleeping more than four or five hours at a time.
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Andy just zoomed by and back. Zoomies at 6:58 AM! Zoomies are when a kitty has unrelieved energy.
I suspect this time it’s because we didn’t have “scritch time” on the cat tree because Andy didn’t hop on it when I got up. Then, we didn’t do the full “mousies in the cabinets” search while I prepared our breakfasts.
Kitty boys have their routines, and they can’t be done out of their, the kitty’s, preferred order!
Poor Andy!
He thinks I’ll pick him up if I touch him when he’s on the floor between the recliner and the glide rocker.
Guess what? His “spider sense” is dead on! I often do pick him up there when he isn’t paying attention!
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I enjoyed aspargus on toast with chopped hardboiled egg in cheese sauce, with dusting of black pepper and smoked paprika the other day. The first aspargus of the season came from Mexico, and was tender and thin
Yum!
This plate and a second plate was aspargus from the USA, and it was chunky but tender.
Both batches from both countries were steamed, the best way to prepare it. I steam it to just tender with a slight crunch.
Andy can’t believe there are no treats waiting for him.
He ponders this.
He gives me the look.
When I try to let him know they’re coming, he petulant places his paw on my hand.
I think I will have to do this on my phone. Sorry, but I possibly will not be able to answer comments if I can even read them on this gizmo.
It was too quiet. “Where’s the kitty?“, I wondered, “And what’s Andy into?” It turned out he was resting by the front door, missing out on the outdoor scene.
I interrupted his peace and quiet, so he left the scene. I held his tail loosely and let it pass through my hand as he walked by. I couldn’t resist: So soft and “floofy!”
I washed dishes since I was in the kitchen anyway and Andy was out of kitty food dishes. Andy realized kitty food was in his near future, so he returned from some important kitty business in the north bathroom.
“Come here, Andrew! Want a nose ‘boop?'” I asked as he approached me.
Of course he did!
Onwards, upwards to the kitchen cabinets.
Andy insists on playing “Find Mousies in the Kitchen Cabinets” before he eats wet kitty food, so that we did! Once again, for the several hundred times, there were no mousies.
Andy returns to where the day started. Wind knocked a few pieces of mail off the counter. You know cats! Cats like to roost up high. Any piece of paper on the floor is higher than the floor, so the cat flops down on the piece of paper!
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I have my annual car appointment at the VW dealership in Rapid City, South Dakota next Wednesday morning. Though the trip takes two hours and thirty minutes one way, it takes me through some of the prettiest scenery in Western Nebraska and the Black Hills of South Dakota. I look forward to this trip.
The annual service makes up for leaving my poor, little VW Golf SportWagen in the cold all Winter.
Andy, in this photo that popped up on Facebook, booped me. What goes around, comes around, eh?!
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There is a rule of thumb: The simpler the post, the more complications I will run into putting it together. This one followed the rule! I’ll spare you the details, but everything from positioning to typos of little words to photo size went wrong till this came together!
Andy sat there for the longest time…
…then he passed by.
He was startled when I reached down.
He was headed to the end table.
He settled in the dark.
I had to do heavy editing to make him show.
Even going so far as to remove all color! 
Then I turned the light up. Amazing, eh, how throwing light on the subject saves lots of editing!
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Dialysis went bleed-out free Saturday, the way I like it!