Nicaragua: Andres the Cat

I'd like to believe that everything happens for a reason and that there is a method to every rhyme of madness. With that being said, there are still quite a number of things that I do not understand. One of those things being the behavior of our beloved cat, Andres.

As I mentioned previously, he comes out at the same time each evening as the sun begins to set, and begins his "security-guard-like" duties.

I can try to analyze his nightly rounds in and outside of the house; however he's still got me puzzled. I've even mapped out his routine, counted the number of rounds he makes, and measured the decibels of his loud cries, trying to decipher some secret message he's communicating to us. Still no luck. Maybe someday it will all make sense...