Try to get a focused shot of the kitty boys when they are eating kitty treats…can’t be done with simple cameras or smart phones! (Andy’s on the left.)

Something new in the neighborhood. I’ve tried to show Andy (on right) and Dougy the new neighbor, but they just haven’t been in the right place at the right time. 

Yes, we have a new short-haired black kitty across the lane! I haven’t learned whether it’s a kitty girl or kitty boy, let alone its name, but I see it every morning and later during the day lounging in the picture window that’s directly across from the kitty boys and me. 

So far, the kitty boys don’t seem to be curious about their new neighbor, which, I think, is also an indoor kitty.

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When I open my posts, I don’t see a privacy notice, though I thought I successfully added the automatic one required by the EU countries. I ask you, my readers, do you see one? If not, I will try again to add one.

In the meantime, I am not clever enough to sell your information and would never do it anyway. Is it stored? Not to my knowledge, but…!

If you see advertisements, it is possible to block them (I get a tiny income off these that isn’t paid till I have a minimum of US$100, which may take at least three years at the current rate to accumulate!)

At this point, I pay $300 a year to bring these posts to you and have made one-tenth of that off the advertisements. Clearly, I am not a clever person when it comes to making money, and could be forced to end this blog at some point since I am a retiree on a fixed income.

This morning, I saw a kitty under the computer desk. “Andy” I thought, and I reached under to “encourage” him to run into the guest bedroom, where I intended to catch the little bugger to give him his medicine.

The kitty didn’t move~!

“Must be Dougy,” I thought, “because Andy would have scooted out of the room in an instant!” I went looking for Andy. He wasn’t anywhere.

I went back to the front room, and saw “Dougy” (I thought) was still there, under the computer desk. He didn’t move. I stood up and saw, well, Dougy was on the other side of the desk, meaning the kitty under the desk had to be Andy, Andy who didn’t move when I reached in and pulled him out! What?!

 This Andy let me “scritch” and stroke him while holding him on his back, cradled in my arm, with his head rested in the crook of my elbow.

Purrr~purrrrr~purr! What was it with this alien substitution cat? Couldn’t be…yes, it was Andy, and he was acting like he finally gave in and became a sweet little purr baby, a compliant lap kitten! 

I mean, this Andy was adorable, not like his naughty brother Dougy! And it looked like giving him medicine had become a simple process, no stress or strain if the “new” Andy just let me pick him up and pet him till I decided to give him medicine!

Seriously! Once we settled into a quiet routine and I was lulled into thinking a new page had turned in Andy and my relationship, that he finally “got it” about why he had to have his medicine (“We gotta do this, Andy! We gotta do this!”), he made an escape attempt! 

Quicker than a kitty, I caught him as he just about escaped from my grasp. I wrapped him in the towel – burrito kitty – and squirted his medicine down his throat. 

I won this time, but I think that my kitty boy is getting smarter. Will tomorrow be another game?

Will he win??

Andy is very sleepy this morning and can’t be lured off his new happy spot, the top of the stacked cat carriers. When he isn’t on top, he slips into the top carrier for a little privacy and a different place to snooze. 

Dougy looks a bit more ready for Freddy! So I get out the wand toy for what promises to be a vigorous, enthusiastic play session!

Whew~ could use a vacuuming by and under the recliner! But for the moment, it’s a dead bust for play. Dougy decides he’s not in the mood.

Since Andy’s still on the stacked carriers…

…Dougy hops up on the computer desk and hangs out on Andy’s sometimes happy place. What cheek!

“So what?” Dougy seems to say, “Andy can come and take it if he thinks he’s a big enough kitty boy!”

Andy spots Dougy sauntering toward the recliner. Andy notices that tail flip. Dougy is Mr. Insouciance!

Dougy pays no attention to Andy. Andy is very aware of his brother!

“How dare Dougy upset me!” thinks Andy. Dougy still is unaware – or is he? – that Andy is upset that he walked by the recliner when Andy was on the arm. 

After some wand toy play, Dougy wanders into the guest bedroom to take a nap, and Andy moves over to the end table for his nap. No fur flying tonight!