We have decided to adopt one of our feral cats. This sleek, silver cat is the friendliest of the liter, so we brought him in and kept him in a room until he could be neutered and tested for infections.

The vet was surprised that he was feral, given that he was so friendly. But we feed his mother, who occasionally lets us pet her, and he was born in our shed.

Either way, Puddin is now a member of our family, and the rest of the pack is not happy.

Zim has taken the lead in expressing his displeasure.

First, he shoved the salt shaker off the kitchen island and shattered it.

Then he has taken to following Puddin around and hissing at him. He also waits outside the room Puddin is in then follows him around.

In between stallings, Zim has decided that whenever I try to do any crafts, he likes to help by chewing on the paper, picking up anything he can hook with his claws, and tossing stuff on the floor.

Of course, there may be some provocation on my part. As I do pick up Puddin, snuggle with him then catch the other cats and hold them so they all smell like the newest family member.

My efforts are not appreciated.

Until next time, stay healthy.