Little George, who we rescued some days ago, last Saturday to be precise, is getting much better to my delight. First day he was not doing anything and was so weak, he hardly could stand on his feet. Now he is eating as a lion and he's got his energy back. He is bouncy and playful and loves to chase balls all over the place. He is posing well, this must be in their blood, cats love to be models.
It takes little time and effort to make him feel well. He is still very skinny, but I am sure he will put weight soon. He is brave enough to pinch the biscuits from the bowl of the other cats.
George got tired quickly and now is fast asleep. He is so adorable and sweet. Look how he is stretched.
And here with paw under his chin.
He seems all right sleeping on his back. When cats show their belly, they are confident and feeling safe and George knows he is safe in his new home.
My other two cats act as ecxpected, some hissing in the beginning, being distant, but gradually becoming more curious and approaching closer the new kitten, sniffing his corner in the house where he has his litter box. Oh, today he decided that he can use their litter box and was carefully watched by Blue, who got so close, so poor George could not do anything. But yesterday I caught him again in their toilet and Furry was watching from a distance. I am pretty sure they will get along soon, but now it is still Game of Bones.
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