People who follow this blog, facebook, and YouTube know Andy and Dougy aren’t my first cats.

First there was the short-lived Freckles, almost mythical for the short presence she had in my life.

Freckles and Me

Then there was Louis (AKA Louie), as handsome an orange tabby cat as I’ve ever seen, and a cat with tons of personality and cattitude. I miss Louie. A lot.

Louie was a beautiful cat, sweet dispositioned, and a character.

You may remember this Louie morality play, which I put together for a German friend’s two then-very young son and daughter.

Louie had to deal with TACO, the neighborhood tuxedo cat no one claims.

So do the boys, though they’ve never actually been outside to meet him there, like Louie regularly did.

Dougy found TACO terrifying!

This is another video you may remember. It’s a classic Andy and Dougy as a team video:

Louie liked to sleep in the dryer, so I put something soft in there for his comfort:

This one is the day Louie had an epiphany: The bottom part of his lair barfs water! He was very, very alarmed!

Andy likes Louie’s old hidey-hole, too!

Andy likes the dryer, too. Since he’s half Louie’s size, though, I have to verify he’s not in there before I toss wet clothes in it!

The cast of characters changes, but some things stay the same.