Yeah, once in a while, I poke them to see if they still move!
A short time ago, I planned on skipping a day here to catch up on sleep. I didn’t do it, though, and continued to build on my fatigue.
This past weekend, however, my body rebelled and took over: I slept 11 hours Saturday afternoon and night! Sunday was pretty much the same thing, as was Monday.
Beyond doubt, I needed rest, my body determined it was a huge, huge amount, and I just went along. Instead of staying up, when I felt tired, I went to bed, day or night. What a novel approach to fatigue management! Ha!
I hope I’m caught up now.
Dougy looked over his shoulder and meowed a sad meow. Awww! He wanted me to “scritch” him! So I did, of course. Happy Caturday!
It’s that time of year. Bugs get inside and the kitty boys have fits trying to get to them. This morning, Dougy spotted a bug on the ceiling. He wants it! MEOW!
Poor kitty! The bug won’t move. It’s still in the same spot on the ceiling. What’s a kitty boy to do?
It started out to be a photo sequence showing Dougy having fun with the recycled peacock feather “toy”.
“No, I meant to do that!”
[I’m sorry, but I laughed! Poor Dougy! His pride was hurt and he’s sulking now. Poor baby! I’ll try to make him feel better. Who hasn’t rolled off his ottoman? Oh! No one. Hee! Hee!]
Do the kitty boys get along together? Well enough, but they have their days, too! Surprisingly, they never squabble when it comes to food, but the recliner comes with elaborate rules for use, rules only the kitty boys know.
(Andy is the kitty boy on the left in all photos, a fact I find curious. It seems they almost always end up that way in joint photos.)
Andy gets questions about how he manages to always look so, erm, “hot”. Once more, he will share his beauty secrets. Pay attention. It goes by fast!
“There you go. Simple, eh?! You can do it, too!” Andy believes in positive re-enforcement.
“Any further questions?” Andy asks…
“No?! Good~! You pay much better attention than the last ones who asked!”
Andy asks me to send you kitty kisses and “scritches” for your continued interest. Give yourself a treat!
The kitty boys need a day of rest from bloggery. “What do you think we are” queried Dougall, “…circus performers?”
“Geez, Dougy, I thought you and Andy enjoyed showing the world what spoiled, pampered, lazy, insolent kitty boys living in America are like.”
“Don’t be silly, human guy! We are exactly the same as all kitties everywhere: lovable, clever, useful, playful furballs of fun!” countered Dougley. “So there!”
Then, just to demonstrate kitties control us, not the other way around, Douglas sat up and did one of those irritating kitty things: staring at nothing!
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” whined the scared snotless human guy, “There must be really scary spirit things only kitty boys can sense hiding behind the recliner!”
Dougy guffawed silent kitty guffaws and thought to himself, “Ha! Gotcha again!”