Ingrid fed herself yogurt this morning. She did a pretty good job, but I'm rethinking the idea of letting her feed herself. Now she absolutely will not let me get a spoon near her mouth without grabbing for the spoon.
She also played with Fletcher this morning. It's amazing what this cat will put up with. She starts out gently petting and then suddenly is grabbing handfuls of fur. Then she goes for the tail and he just lays there mewling pathetically but not running away. All she has to do is look at Frances and she gets bit but Fletcher, he will do anything for a little love.