It's been a week since blockage surgery. Tristan got a gentle lift up to the bed, with a leash, to hang out with us for a few hours. Gwyn was extremely cautious and careful, without us saying a word. She crept close enough go sniff noses a couple of times, but mostly stayed entirely off ghe ed, or right by my shoulder. Tristan, however, kittened all over the bed (rolling and rubbing his face) and perched in all his favorite spots. After a few hours he got a bit tired, started fussing with the pillows, so we put him back in the crate to rest with his 0erfectly positioned pillow in the center to sprawl over, or lean against, or rest his head upon.













