Last night, I was truly stuck for a considerable amount of time in the corner of the couch with no way out. But I did finish that book.
Meanwhile, the others did nothing to assist.
It’s taken a few weeks but she finally seems to accept that Leopold has, in fact, been living here for months.
Everyone is healthy, which is a huge relief. Still not sure what we need to do exactly to prevent pancreatitis or IBD or whatever it is that so disrupted Leopold’s GI system.
This is Duffy. To be blunt, Duffy is a slut for belly rubs. Pet him anywhere on his body for more than five seconds and he flops belly up and looks at you expectantly.
Orange was a little stressed out, but she didn't mind getting some attention up on her little shelf
Mama Sue spent most of her time burrowed underneath various blankets and rugs, but she was friendly when out and about.
Midnight was a little bit feisty and out of sorts for most of my visit, evidently due to having had some bloodwork done earlier that morning. She spent a lot of time under one of the benches hissing and meowing at anybody, man or cat, who got too close. Then she got really affectionate all of a sudden, only to throw some swipes at me for no reason a few minutes later.