…and he's already being a pain in the ass.
Click on the picture of the cute Vivaldi to see it cuter (and bigger)…
He's been gone for around 6 months, wandering around Ocean St. until the daughter of a nice & now-retired vet / animal behaviourist picked him up and took him home. She's been taking care of him and we went and picked him up from her today.
As a result of his missing-ness, we have to keep him home for a few days to get him to remember where he lives so he'll come back. Being his own spirit, it's all too hard to say whether he will or not.
I hope he does.
I've missed him greatly. I took a nap with him on my bed today and he hung around sleeping next to me. It was nice. It was the way it should be.
Awww… click the image to go "awww" even more loudly…
I fed him a good deal of raw steak tonight. He even had some of my cooked steak. He's not exactly knocking anything I'm feeding him back so maybe he trusts me.
Still, he's being a pain. Meowing by the window, trying to get out while Gigi tries to get in.
I can't be the only one who gets reminded of Escher when I look at this photo…
*sigh*
What's a cat-brother to do?
A couple more pictures of Vivaldi & Gigi below…
His first moment back and he's already trying to leave… typical.
One wants to go out while another wants to come in.
Gigi sits patiently on the other side of the window… because she can't do anything else. And she meows. And doesn't stop. And scratches at the window. *sigh*.