While I was in Utah, Mr. L fed the outside cats. In the morning, Walter and Zelda are near or on the back porch waiting, and Gray Socks Ghost is halfway between the back porch and the side porch waiting. Scooter is either on the side porch or under the house.

For the last two days, Scooter has been on the porch or returned to the porch to get his can served to him there. He and Socks started to get into an altercation but kindly stopped when I asked them to. Yesterday, I was able to brush the top of Scooter’s head. He wouldn’t let me today, but I think he’s making some progress.

I’m able to pet Socks a little while he’s eating, but Walter is my shining example of how to accept petting whether eating or not.