So we are taking care of the dog and of Steve's new cat, Stitch.
She's a pretty shy little thing, but now, after six days without her real daddy and with me dealing with her food and water, she's apparently decided that i'm okay, and she's willing to be picked up and cuddled and stroked and scritched.
She does NOT approve of Junior coming into HER room, though. I tried to get a picture of the two of them glaring quietly at each other, but i didn't manage it.
However, here is Himself gazing in a superior manner upon this black interloper (Junior is at least three times her size...)
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