ZOMG
The start of a reluctant truce, hopefully.
Napoleon is in the foreground.
Max (#notMyCat) has very much missed his sofa jumper, and is doing his best to ignore the yowling behind him, which is a serious concession on his part.
Max has clearly had a long day and is 100% prepared to tolerate Napoleon's presence here if he will shut up for a bit and let Max jumper snooze.
Problem is Napoleon isn't very good at shutting up.
It's his dinner time though so gonna feed him upstairs away from Max.
Max is in full on "I'm too old for this shit" mode rn.
And Napoleon is full teenager.
"I just want to snooooze. Why you gotta be yowling."
I've persuaded Napoleon to join me upstairs for scritches and duvet snuggles, and to let Max have some quiet time on his jumper.
We are now snoozing, but have made it VERY clear that I'm not allowed to move my hand or leave the room.
So I think I might be stuck here until Becks gets back.
The important thing is right now there are two kitties snoozing in this house in full knowledge of the other one's presence.
That's a HUGE step forward.
I know this because I can just about see Max on cat cam.
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