They are going home tomorrow <sigh>
They came to help me after my eye op, because I wasn't allowed to bend,
lift, or stretch for two weeks.  I have 50 odd pure breed poultry in 18 huts
and a pair of geese.  Plus the two cats.

So, to the rescue came Auntie Margaret and Uncle Bryan.  They have no
livestock experience except that many years ago they had a dog.  Auntie is
78 and Uncle is nearly 80 and disabled by a stroke he had a couple of years
ago.

They came to stay a few days before, for a bit of training.  Auntie took to
it like a duck to water.  She said "I love it"  particularly the geese.  I
had some chicks hatch the first weekend they were here, and it was all a bit
of a rush (some under broody hen, some in incubator) but it all worked out
ok and the broody has them to rear.  Had to creep out in the dead of night
to introduce the new incubator chicks under the hen..  All went well.

Kitty likes Uncle B more than he likes her.  Boyfriend doesn't care which
makes Uncle B want to make friends with him even more!
BF isn't falling for any of the flattery.  He says he only likes his
meowmie.  It drives Uncle Bryan wild!!  He is so certain he can make friends
with this cat.  Cat says not.  Let me out please, Uncle Bryan's trying to
make friends with me...NOW please..
He has, however, allowed Uncle Bryan to stroke him which is a major
achievement.  If he touches his back, he sort of flattens on the floor and
lets him.   I'd like to see him get more enjoyment from it than passivity.
It's a start though, for a stranger to touch him.

I get butt elevation, cheek hugs, run-hand-up-the-tail and see my tummy and
stroke it without being scratched. from him up to now. It's progress from
when he ran away every time I opened the door.
He is starting to try with strangers, but as yet they can be a bit too
scary, although tonight he was meatloafing on the end of the settee and
Auntie M was on the other end.  A first.

Tweed