I have gotten into the habit of putting kibble in the bowl in the morning for Philip to bury his face in and giving Aurora a separate small offering. At first it was to entice her to come out just a little further, but now there's been a couple times when it's been because she'll come out and try to shoo him away from the dish.
I haven't quite nailed down Aurora's personality yet, but if she were human, she might be a character in the Hunger Games or Lord of the Flies. Something about young people surviving in difficult circumstances and over time learning how to trust and maybe even to love.
Philip is his usual laid-back self. With or without the cone, he spends a lot of time under furniture, then comes out for scritches and kibble then goes back under the furniture.
I think if he were a human, he'd be a philosophy professor. Hangs out in a library, wears round wire-rimmed spectacles and a tweed jacket with elbow patches, drinks tea. He's a large fellow (15 pounds), he can be just a little skittish and is not at all into hugs, but he is generous with purrs and headbutts and sometimes he'll sniff my face and then just press his nose next to mine for a moment. His meow is tiny and sounds just a little bit dusty.
Philip and Aurora are fostered in Cambridge, MA through the Gifford Cat Shelter in Brighton. Please contact them if you are interested in either of them!
