Mid Afternoon

Come mid-afternoon, I get a little bit drowsy.  Especially on a quiet day, and that describes most days around here.  I like that.  No, I love that.  A lot!

I get drowsy.  Midnight gets hungry. It is time for him to eat again.  Or at least he seems to think that it is time for him to eat.

“Hey!  Wake up old timer.  It’s time to feed me.  Please!  Feed me now.

What’s a guy to do?  Time to ante . . .  And that means “feed the kitty.”  So that’s what I do.

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About Chuck

I am retired after a career in electronics and in publishing. Today, my wife of 50+ years, Sylvia, and I live in a house on a hill beside a dirt road in rural west Michigan. We enjoy living in this country environment where livestock and wild life out number the human population.

5 thoughts on “Mid Afternoon

  1. Two words: electronic feeder. 🙂

    My kitties LOVE to sleep in for some reason. I'm the one waking them up for food!

  2. It looks like he's thinking about nipping your nose, or licking your beard for scraps!

  3. I, on the other hand, don't have to wait until mid-afternoon to be drowsy. Would hate to miss my mid-morning nap.

    Very punny last line.

  4. Livvy does the same thing! Except she does it at 4am. 😐 I don't take naps (yet), so I'm sure she'd do it mid-afternoon, too.

    It's so nice that you enjoy your quiet midday. 🙂 I am trying to learn the art of relaxation, too.

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