A lot of people have been asking how the cats are adjusting to the wee princess. Thankfully I can say very well on both accounts.
London was always a mama’s boy, in my lap at every opportunity. Once my belly got in the way he begrudgingly sought solace in daddy’s lap instead, and still has to for the most part. He does look for every chance to steal the lap or even share it with Natalie. It’s a very competitive relationship.
Today I snuck into Natalie’s room to take some pictures while she napped, and London decided he couldn’t just let her be the center of attention.
So first he showed off by nailing the high jump into the crib.
Then he checked to make sure he had good light.
Shook out his fur.