Flop!

This is a good kind of flop. Theo, as I named Samantha’s tuxedo-colored brother with a mangled ear, decided a few weeks ago that he wanted to get in on the food thing that she’s got going on my front porch. He was terrified of me, though… he’d approach and hiss, then mew, then hiss, then mew… He’s now been eating at my house regularly for two or three weeks, and a few days ago he started to let me pet him while he was eating. And then today he started to flop on the ground beside me! He did it three times, and the third time he completely wiggled around with his paws curled and everything. He’s getting tame! Tonight’s been cold, barely above freezing, and I made each of them a “nest” on the porch by putting towels into boxes.