I usually see Mena 2-3 times during the day and Jeff, the hero, sees her every night for her pill (in a nummy pill pocket) and gushy food. He visits with her for a good long time.
But really, everyone seems very ready to see each other.
Just this afternoon, Mena made a break for the door and got within 2 feet of Isis--who didn't hiss. She just looked at Mena. I got the escaped kitten back in the bathroom and it was meows all around everywhere.
She is a cutie and a bundle of energy and seriously needs some feline rough and tumble companionship.
Two weeks, little one. Two weeks. I hope.
