|Dogwood Luxuriates in a Sunbeam|
|Thisbe on my desk|
|Rulon with Glasses|
They eat like there is no tomorrow and the litter box fills accordingly. Still, it's kind of fun, although Dogwood is in theory a visitor. We'll see about that. All are either spayed or "fixed." Nobody respects his/her own food bowl and there is a constant scrambling for the two window perches.
I suppose they will all work it out without bloodshed.