Oscar’s settling down; Bessie’s settling in; Peanut’s joining in

Quick pet update:

Oscar is definately calmer than he used to was before Bessie (aka the bunter) came along. He’s always loved physical contact. Emma or me or random visitors often find him at our feet looking up waiting for the top of his head to be stroked. Well now he has physical contact on tap 24 hours a day. He lives under Bessies tummy. She obviously doesn’t mind. She licks him occasionally. The rest of the time she just sits there. She’s definately feeling more at home. I know. She’s started wrecking my stuff. For the first few days, she didn’t venture out of the hall. Their cage is in the hall but it’s mostly left open when me or Emma is around so they have free rein. At first, she popped her head round the living room door and then ran back. Then she started to run from corner to corner of the living room. Now she runs across the room chomping at the occasional piece of material. She’s fast. She’s got a hole in something a nanosecond after she made contact with it. Just ask Ian about his  trousers! Soon enough she’ll be as bad as Oscar. He sits in the middle of neat piles of fabric and then sort of dances. It ends up everywhere. He bit the forward-stroke/question mark key of the laptop the other day and gnawed a bit off one corner. I got it back on though. Look ///////////??????????? See!

And Peanut’s not one to be left out of any action. He’s even ventured in and out of the rabbit cage thingy. Basically, Peanut’s a people cat. Where the people are, Peanut is. If the people are with the rabbits, Peanut’s with the rabbits. He’s tried nuzzling up to Oscar a few times lately. He hasn’t been nudged away. I could see them becoming proper tame with each other. Wouldn’t that be sweet