I tried to warn him, the US Postal Inspection Service does not mess around!
Week 3 of confinement after FHO hip surgery and we're already at the "throwing feces through the cell bars" stage. I'm afraid he may be institutionalized. All in all tho he's been a very good sport for someone that was a street cat 6 months ago. One more week to go and we'll be able to get out and take some less depressing photos.
Side note: He loves the freeze dried chicken hearts from Chewy. But I was not prepared for the morbidness (if you need to break them in half; just, don't look).
When is he up for parole?
Next Tuesday. I need to make him an ankle monitor for that authentic feel.