I’m cat-sitting Moose and Mimi again this weekend, and things are going swimmingly: this morning neither of them even tried to maul me when I was busily forcing medications down their throats. Though they did do a very good job of making me feel guilty about it.
Still, Moose forgave me rather quickly when cheek-scratches were on offer.
Both Moose and Mimi have those giant tawny headlights.