Santa with a nosebleed. Scary.

Max had arrived 9pm last night. Hat and Spencer were bundled into my room while Max explored the house. Spencer was hostile while Hat was uncertain. Eventually both fell asleep in the room while Max familiarised himself and settled down. He knew Spencer was around, and he tried to look for her to say hello. Unfortunately the feeling is not mutual. Max tried to walk outside, but we forbid him.

Max whimpered a bit at night, so I closed the door. Spencer slept with me, Hat on the wardrobe.

At 5am, Hat jumped out, BH2 came to eat biscuits, and I opened the door because it was warm. Max was awake, and trotted into the room. Spencer was hissing and spluttering in the most frightful way, so I had to push Max outside. Spencer threw up and wheezed at 7am.

I got Max some breakfast at 7am. He was distracted because Spencer decided to join us. Hat turned up, and stared at Max through the nettings. Hat was apprehensive. Spencer continued to curse and grumble on the dinner table. She managed to pee, but didn't eat since last night.

Max enjoyed his breakfast very much, and is now looking outside, nodding off. Hat and Spencer skipped brekkie. I think ended up all the cats lost weight after 3 days except Max!