After a couple of months in a cage, however roomy and well cared for, my bathroom must seem like the Ritz. Grace is perfectly content, though I don't expect it to last. We're almost through the first week and she's now meowing a bit after I leave, though she resettles quickly. She eats, she plays, she uses her box (quite neatly, I might add), she climbs me, she does somersaults. She is a total love bug. I crack open the door so she and Glenwood can look at each other and touch noses, which inevitably ends with Glenwood hissing and running away. Grace is unfazed.
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| Resting comfortably under the sink. |
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| This toy extends under the door, where Glenwood can play at the other end. |
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| This is a new perch for Glenwood, atop a vintage photo album . |
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