And yes: her tongue sticks out like that almost always.
She was rescued by the Annex Cat Rescue, found emaciated on the street, riddled with infections. She is now healthy and happy, and finally starting to get along with Simon, so it seems!
When this moment of eating happened earlier this afternoon, I was thrilled. Up until then these two could barely stand to be in the same room as each other.
I was in tears last night. Tears over the trauma I had brought upon Simon this week. He was so upset, and not himself. What was supposed to be a good thing for him, has been hell for him. Alas, he seems to be adjusting, and I hope these two can work out their differences and learn to love each other.