Snooker (a.k.a. Bubba a.k.a. Snookerdoodle a.k.a. Bubbaganoush) has progressed by leaps and bounds since the last photo of him I posted. In just over three months, this former feral has gone from being scared by most human interaction—only allowing himself to be pet via a soft duster on a long pole—to sleeping with us most of the night and even jumping up of the couch to curl-up between us while watching tv. A few more months and this toothless wonder might even turn into a lap cat.
