Tony did indeed become a responsible mancat on Friday and on Saturday, he went back with Carol for recuperation. I'm feeling a little guilty but Tony will probably not socialize without a LOT of patience and time... more than I am able to supply right now.
Little sis Sophie missed him for a day or so, but she seems quite settled as the sole resident of the basement. She'd have come up to mix with the guys by now but I'm keeping her semi isolated because of sloppy poop. There was nothing obvious so Doc has had her on an antibiotic since Thursday and we'll try a bit of pumpkin to see if that will firm things up. But since I can't be in two places at once, and the little girl is all alone, I took the risk tonight of bringing a crate up to the living room so she could spend some time with us. I think she and Lawrence will get along just fine. The verdict is still out on Trudy, though. ;-)