The cat parade

Ms Akira's first inspection

Bujang's close encounter

Toro, "I have seen this before. give me another."

Final destination

I decided that SB would do everything from eat to toilette in the kitchen. He would have to use the other litter-box that the boys don't use frequently. So only one box all the time until they are used to each other, then SB can use the other litter-box in the toilet. My great fear about the litter box is if the boys refuse to use it once they smell SB's scent in it. Then I would get a real headache.

So for 2 days I had made sure that SB is wheeled to the kitchen for his toilette as well as all his meals. Then I would let him walk about in the kitchen for a while under supervision. It was agood thing I did this as I discovered that he is extremely adept at opening the kitchen cabinet doors using his claws. I would either have to tape all the doors or buy child locks. I will have to see once I trim his nails. I have yet to trim his nails as I am not sure if he would allow me to do this. Even grandma noticed that he has very long nails!

On a lighter note, SB is the only one who eats Natural Balance. I bought him the canned food as I read that it would improve his condition quickly. When I gave the amigos Natural Balance before, they acted as though I had tried to poison them! But SB seems to like it a little. I hope he eats more of it. One point that worries me is he doesn't drink water at all. Surely that is strange. I tried to put some water in his canned food so he eats a more watery version. I am not very successful though.

He smells like a cat!

Foam shampoo for SB, so he smells more like the amigos...

After bath...

He decided to use my foot as a prop

Close-up of his foot used to prop him up which I find strange

After bath...

"He smells like a cat. Why don't you take him to the groomer?" grandma asked me on the 1st day he stayed with us. Grandma is used to the amigos smelling of shampoo or mango or green tea. I told grandma that SB may be more afraid there as there would be other cats, people and dogs too.

So I went to the pet store and bought this foam shampoo that I had used a very long time ago on Bujang before I discovered orange mango wipes. SB allowed me to put globs of foam all over his fur. Once the operation was over, he leaned over on my foot and rested while he cleaned and put his fur to order. I noticed he lays his foot flat on the ground. This was the 2nd time that I noticed he did this to his leg. It was quite strange as none of the amigos and indeed none of the other cats I had seen had ever done this to their leg and foot. He was not in any kind of pain and walks quite jauntily on all of his legs so I guess it must be something genetic.

Grandma gave her seal of approval and told me he smelled better. :)

Where angels fear to tread...

Toro waiting outside the sliding door wondering what was going on in the kitchen...

Once inside, he immediately got down to his business...

of snooping...

err..investigating the goings on behind closed doors.

...but not Totoro. Toro was very brave in these uncertain times. He was unafraid to go where I went and scrutinised SB minutely. He followed me about, sniffed at the cage and even sat near the cage looking at SB. SB of course was very quiet when he did this and either looked at him or fell asleep. Toro undeterred by such disinterest on SB's part, decided to investigate what I was doing with SB in the kitchen. At one point, they even met nose to nose without incident. I am very proud of Toro and his kaypo-ness. I think he must be the only one of the amigos who knows what is going on.

That night...

ZZzzz

zzZZ

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The amigos and SB all falling asleep after quite an exhausting time of snooping and adjusting. Ms Akira was nowhere to be seen in such a dangerous activity out in the open. She decided to sleep on the cat tree in the bedroom where she would be safe from everything and more importantly could see everything.