Cacophony of Cats

Luna has about a week left here at Casa M and Chel and she's settled in so well that there may be some separation anxiety when Chris tries to take her home. He doesn't really need her, does he? A loud "Yes I do" wafts across the Atlantic in reply and a "Say what? from Zeus:



She's so well-adjusted she's become a lap cat. See:



Zeus has also adjusted to Luna's company. He can be heard following her about the house, telling her just how things are (no hissing, no growling, just a lot of talking) and until we made it off limits, he had taken to sleeping in her carrier. I guess it is true that someone else's stuff is always better:



Two cats has been pretty cool. Zeus has been more playful since Luna's arrival and I'd forgotten how charming (and sometimes really irritating) it can be to have a cat cutting you off as you walk. Even the cat toys are getting a workout:



I don't want to mislead anyone into thinking that it's all cat peace all the time here. Luna still has to tread carefully (The perspective in this photo makes her look bigger than she is):



Still I am determined to get a good shot of the two of them before she is on her way home, now matter how much of my own blood is spilled. And when she does return to Casa Chris, she will most definitely have to take her new best friend, Mr. Fish with her:



Today's sing-a-long song: "Photograph" by Def Leppard

HRH