Before I tell you how I'm adjusting, I want to let you all know that Bella is back to perfect health. She is eating on her own and her tummy problems are gone. I am new to the blogosphere, but those purrs really work!
I am also doing well. I'm eating a lot and my eye is fine. It turns out it wasn't even infected. The cloudiness in my left pupil is only scar tissue. The vet put green dye in my eye and turned out all the lights to check and he said it doesn't affect my vision and it was probably from a long time ago. Mommy thinks I'm adorable, scars and all, so I'm okay with it too.
I am also getting along very well with my housemates. Mommy thinks it's because I used to live with a huge amount of cats so I seem to know how to handle any new cat.
Samson is the easiest to get along with. I can tell that he is just starving for a buddy to hang around with. The girls in this house are very headstrong so he definitely needs my help.
|Hey buddy, any room on that chair?|
|I know you know I'm here, Bella|
Delilah is a tough tortie, but at least she is direct. She is constantly performing surprise butt-sniff tests. I'm sure my butt smells the same as it did an hour ago, but Deli is always careful to make sure it didn't suddenly change to indicate a security threat. I once tried to do a butt-sniff test on her but I quickly found out that wasn't allowed. She sometimes sniffs my face...I prefer those times.
The humans? Well, I don't have to tell all of you how easy they are to win over. Putty in my paws!
|A little to the left, please.|