Phoenix, who we adopted on Jan. 31st. "Pheeny" as we call him, has completely adapted to his new life. He follows my mom around and she can't sit down for a moment without him crawling into her lap. His hair, where it was shaved, is starting to grow back now.
He is full of vim and vigor, plays and entertains himself. We manage to clip his claws when he is very relaxed and half asleep. Mom strokes him and I clip. He doesn't seem to mind. Sometimes it seems like Pheeny thinks he's died and gone to heaven, he's so happy.
He is also very talkative -- which is sometimes annoying at 6 a.m. when he wakes mom up. He has also now started to go outside. He doesn't roam far and comes when called (amazing!). He and Bootsie have reached what appears to be a somewhat friendly understanding. They've touched noses several times without Bootsie hissing or arching her back. We are making progress.
Cheers,
Harriet and Eva
He is full of vim and vigor, plays and entertains himself. We manage to clip his claws when he is very relaxed and half asleep. Mom strokes him and I clip. He doesn't seem to mind. Sometimes it seems like Pheeny thinks he's died and gone to heaven, he's so happy.
He is also very talkative -- which is sometimes annoying at 6 a.m. when he wakes mom up. He has also now started to go outside. He doesn't roam far and comes when called (amazing!). He and Bootsie have reached what appears to be a somewhat friendly understanding. They've touched noses several times without Bootsie hissing or arching her back. We are making progress.
Cheers,
Harriet and Eva
