Parker’s integration may be as far advanced as it is going to get. He and Tucker still exchange blows at times, and their fights can become quite heated, so I must supervise them. The other cats vary in their reactions to the sturdy boy. Sometimes there is little discord and there are scenes such as this.
Renn seems least bothered by my orange foster-boy. Periodically, he will hiss at him; other times, he will sniff noses and walk away. He seems undisturbed by Parker’s presence while snoozing. Parker, for his part, seems content to live under such conditions. He doesn’t try to push himself on the others, and, though he avoids them sometimes, is not frightened by them.
While he still lives in the library by himself when I am absent or asleep, Parker is not, I believe, unhappy. He is always glad to be released from what I consider to be his mild solitary confinement, and though his integration may have reached a plateau, I am gratified that it has been successful enough to result in this: Parker, leaning against his favourite animal.