I took Hat upstairs last night. He slapped me.

But at least he stayed outisde until I brought out the food. Then he ate plenty. The wounds seem to be healing.

Later I saw him sleeping with crooked head at the playground. A young couple was chatting beside him, but Hat slept on. I am glad they didn't disturb him.

Kiki came and ate and investigated the litter bins. Oh, then he threw up. Sigh. Spencer gave him a few whacks after that.