Lady is still on the warpath.  Pretty Boy Floyd, at thirteen pounds, matches up well with Lady and won’t take any of her guff.  The girls, though are much smaller, and are somewhat at her mercy.  Delta and Ruby have mostly worked out an arrangement with her.  That leaves Rossie, and over the last two days, there have been a couple of noisy altercations as they work out their pecking order.  Mr. L and I have both told Rossie she has to stand up to Lady and not take any guff from Lady.  I remind Rossie that Lady is not the boss of her.  Could this be the source of the vocal altercations?  Perhaps.  Rossie seems, more than the other cats, to understand what we’re saying (she doesn’t always choose to act upon our suggestions, but she seems to understand).

At least Rossie has been out and about, playing, running, and interacting with her siblings for the last two nights.  That’s a pleasure to see.  We’d love to see her out and about more during the day. We keep hoping.