Marcel has mellowed

It used to be that the moment Marcel heard the shrieks, squeals, or pitter-patter of children he would hide or jump out the window.

But this high-intensity, twelve-day, sleep-over with the little fella and the little miss doesn't seem to be disrupting his ability to lounge.

In fact, he likes to be where they are. He likes to see what they are doing.

He even slept with my-girl-T the other night. I know it's been a long time since she and I lived together but he remembers her.

He knows she loves him, and he loves her too. It's all helping - thanks for helping kitten.