Here's a little update with Dill. He's made a tremendous change from the spitting, hissing and biting machine into the sweetest creature ever. I've never quite understood the term "lap kitty" till now- the cats I've had have never sought me out for cuddles. But Dill climbs into my lap anytime that I'm sitting down and nudges my hand with his head, indicating he'd like me to start stroking him and tickling his tummy. What a darling.
I'm really glad I took the chance with him. He's honestly such a joy to have around, although J is deathly allergic to him.