Lucy now enjoys Chloe's company more than that of her fellow cats. Toffee is holding steady; she enjoys a playful game of matador/bull (she is the former, Chloe is the latter) every few days. I would like to think Wendell realized how much he adored Chloe when she was away, but more likely he decided to ingratiate himself to us by sidling up to the dog more. When she is on our lap, he cuddles up next to her with nary a hiss. Seymore, sadly, has regressed a bit.
You may recall June's decidedly frostier relations:
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