Enjoyed a tasty Sweet Tango apple, and am not far from finishing this bowl of year 2019 C&D Yorktown in a smooth medium bend 2021 Peterson POTY Terracotta 4AB No.108/500 military mount with a silver cap and a tapered black vulcanite AB stem. I let the ferals in to eat even though Molly Danger was lying on the den floor. I knew that I was taking a chance of trouble, but it was time for the ferals to eat. All ate well almost without trouble. Tomato the Brave has always been nervous about Molly because of all the times she's hissed him. He came from the kitchen to the den and was afraid to go further because Molly gave him a deep stare. She hissed him and Tomato ran to the back door. I rubbed the top of his head in an effort to settle him down. That didn't work, but feeding him Temptation treats did. I picked him up and took him to the couch to lay on his favorite blanket. I sat down next to him. Tomato got a ton of attention and was purring loudly.
As I did that, I saw Harry the Hairy come my way very slowly in order to avoid Molly. I called his name, patted my knee and knowing what that meant, he came to me. I gave him a little of attention, and he surprisingly jumped on the couch on the other side of Tomato. Guess he felt safer with me in between them. I gave both attention at the same time, and got dual motor action for about twenty minutes. After that, Harry jumped down and went to the kitchen to eat, and then wanted out. Tomato got up a few minutes later, and wanted out. My last smoke ended during that time, but this smoke was worth the wait to make sure everybody knows that they are important to us.
Daisy the Feral Princess was a little nervous, too, and when she came in, Molly stared at her from about a foot away. Daisy stared at her, and then I came in with a plate of wet food and fed her a few feet away so she'd feel comfortable while she ate. After that, she laid down near my feet while I was doing double cat rotting duty on Tomato and Harry. She went back to the kitchen to nibble, and then wanted out. One minuted later, Daisy was banging at the door wanting back inside. Molly hissed her, and Daisy came by my feet. I tried to move her to the couch to settle down, but she jumped down right away and is staring at me while Molly is in the kitchen to eat. I know that stare of Daisy's: she wants more wet food. I'll give her more after I post this smoke.
