Hello friends,

I’ve been enjoying lazy days in the solarium with my eyes half closed in relaxation and my nose crinkling with the wonderful scents of the outdoors. It’s one of my favorite times of the year!

I’m happy to report that my stool continues to be praised. And, let me tell you, that’s a pretty BIG deal around here. My regular diet seems to be working well. The word on the street is that the new guy, TeePee, who is on a special diet that has affected us all, has been adopted. I’m happy for the guy, don’t get me wrong, but I’m hoping that means they’ll let us graze ‘round the clock soon.

They’ve had the “talk” with me again about my aggressive behavior around my roommates, particularly those who want to share some human attention. I’m trying, but sometimes I just don’t want to share the spotlight with others. I really don’t mean any harm – and haven’t caused any – it’s just that sometimes it’s hard to break my old Brooklyn street habits. I used to have to fight for my territory, and I often forget that the amazing folks at Tabby’s Place have enough room in their hearts for all of us. I sure don’t miss those Brooklyn streets.

I hear there’s a wise, friendly sage in Suite C, named Meatball. I’m hoping he can channel some Zen energy my way to help me be calmer around the others at times.

Despite my FIV+ status, I’m as healthy and happy as can be. I’m also super-lucky to have sponsors like you. It’s because of you that I get to spend my days living this wonderful, joyful life.

Big hugs,
Lester