Loki is getting along with the cats.....sorta. They're co-habitating at least.
Bucket is still puppy-wary. She tries to avoid him and stays in the laundry room or on a perch whenever he's around. She's given him a hiss or two, but she doesn't stand her ground when they do make contact.
Max, on the other hand, has crowned herself queen. Puppy acknowledges it. There will be no future abdication. She will not only hold her ground, but walk up and make Loki flinch. He'll run off barking and hoping for play, but Max doesn't play that game. She's learned that she can drop by after his dinner for a sampling when Loki sprints off in search of someone or something to chew.
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