Once we brought him home, he seemed to know it was his home too...although he had a worried little look on his face for the first month. His brow would wrinkle like he was seriously thinking and evaluating things. Eventually, it left. I guess he decided there was nothing to worry about, or he grew into his face. Who knows...but it disappeared.
I thought our cat Bean would be a problem, but she seemed to kinda like him too. Eventually she started grooming him, like he was her kitten.
Her standards of cleanliness are obviously higher than his, so he gets a good grooming every day, and he tolerates it very well.
These two pictures, are actually good ones of him. He isn't fond of the camera. Whenever I get one out, he turns his head and refuses to look at it like its gonna steal his soul.
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