the thing i'm not looking forward to is giving him a bath. he's been cleaning himself with his horrid breath for so long, he smells like it. i've checked him out and there is no sign of abscess or infection. he just has really bad breath. i'll get it checked out by the vet when we take him in for his shots, but i'm not as concerned about it as i am about giving that hellcat a bath. he is going to chew my arm off. i can already see it. i'll wait until later this week when it's in the 80s. i can't have any help because he hates everyone but me.
the cats are all scattered around asleep. vader, i noticed today, is getting big. he's growing into his paws, which are huge. sure, the shelter said he was two, but no, he was nine months old when we got him. and he's growing like a baby elephant.
i had to put felix's expandable collar on bagira. he's getting fatter since being here. all he does is sleep and eat. he gets no excersise except when vader chases him. which is maybe once a day. vader isn't doing his job. he doesn't have to chase felix, he gets enough of a workout outside, but he does need to chase bagira. ork some of that fat off that tubby cat.
freddie has finally started coming out into the living room when the dog is around. it took longer than i thought it would, but she was out romping around last night while milo slept at Red's feet.