Poor Darwin! He looks like he is Dead but he's actually asleep. I'd love to scratch his tummy but he has yet to reach the stage where I can scratch him there.
He just tolerates a few pat's on his head, only if I allow him to smell my hand first like a dog! You'd think he'd learned to trust me by now. Poor damaged Kitty.
Speaking of damage, I discovered recently that the tip of Darwin's tail is broken. I dread considering how that happened. Well, he's safe now. I hope he starts to settle in soon.