At ease - well relatively

And here is our boy today. Lying at my feet. It's now 60 hours since he came from the refuge and there is a marked difference in the look in his eyes. It was my turn on the laundry-room floor last night and at 4am today he found enough courage to come to be stroked, then stood in the same place while I caressed him for a full hour and a half!

He has such a lot of catching up to do.

I promise that the next blip will NOT be of Jonty, but I thought you might like to see the change in him over just a few hours. It's amazing what consistent, calm patience can do.