Progress is being made here in the Cosy Apartment, and beyond.
Firstly, I think that Neville is feeling better. He has received two doses of his anti-biotic so far. He also received a dose of pain-killer but that, combined with the other drug, did not react on him well, so I have discontinued the pain medicine. I don’t think the Nevsky is in discomfort, anyway. He is eating and behaving normally.
Dabney continues his integration. Though he spends much time behind a corner bookcase – his safe-zone – he also comes out. In the first, rather indistinct, photograph, you can see a bit of him in the library, behind Minuet’s cat-tree, while Renn snoozes on the couch and Percival lies on a bookcase to the left. Until today, Dabs growled at the sight of Perce, even at the sound of him, sight unseen, so this is a big step forward.
I later watched a movie in the library (one of the benefits of a long holiday is the leisure to watch more than one film a week, and seeing one on a cloudy – or better yet, rainy – afternoon, is enjoyable). Both the newcomer and the newer-comer were elsewhere. I was prepared for the screeching sounds of threats, if not battle, but I heard none. Unless one or the other of them had adopted commando techniques and killed silently – and that wouldn’t have been Percival – they were both still alive somewhere. I checked on them and found both in the sitting room, quiet and behaving civilised.
And Astrid and her family are doing well. There is nothing out of the ordinary to report, which is the way we like to report on newborns and their mum. This is a picture from yesterday when the babies were dry and fumbling about.
Finally, here are my other two, so they don’t feel left out. Both of them are doing well, too.