Oscar and Lily were, overall, really great! They were definitely happy I was around to give them attention, even if the attention was shooing them out of the bathtub so I could shower.
Lily curled up behind me wherever I sat, and when I tried to sleep, she would lay down on my head or hair. She would mow loudly to get my attention if I fell asleep, or refused to pay her any attention. But she ate her food and used the litterbox well. A-.
Oscar gradually spent more and more time outside of the bathtub, which was great — except he spent more and more time by his food dish, swatting at me plaintively as I passed, and insisting that I feed him at all hours of the day. I didn’t. He retaliated by making litterbox duties unpleasant. However, he was otherwise sweet and friendly, if cranky. B+.
Thanks guys for keeping me company here at the Barn!






I’m only now getting around to reading these, Emma. It’s a rare, rare day when Lily ranks above Oscar in anything other than bad attitude. I realize how irritating the constant desire for food and the new litter box mishaps can be, but have you seen the way that Lily glares? Thanks for tending to them, in spite of their many shortcomings… you were definitely more than generous on their report cards.