Gray Settles In

My hubby calls him "little Gray" and he is little for his age, but, we think, with regular meals on the porch in the morning and evenings, "little Gray" is putting on the ounces our Vet recommended.  We are learning about Gray and his preferences:  he still wants to come inside, but is adjusting to the porch and sissel welcome mat as his spot; he seeks out petting before and after he eats; he cleans himself up after frequent rain showers and lets me towel him down to quicken the drying of his fur; he likes to look for little lizards and chase them into the bush; he sometimes sits on the windowsill outside of my office as I type on the computer.  I find myself spending more time on the porch, petting his soft fur and talking with the neighbors who walk by.  We have put a small fan outside to help cool him down when the temps hit 100 plus degrees and this photo shows him relaxing in the light breeze of the fan. (The photo was taken from inside the house). Life with Gray is better than without; we think he feels the same about us.