It’s been six days since we started Mo on Prozac, and here he is (barely visible on my lap) while Lilith and Mikey sit calmly on the chair with us. These are the two cats he’s been terrorizing for months. Until this week, they would bolt the second they saw him.
And yet… here we are. All three of them sharing the same chair.
Mo still makes the occasional half‑hearted attempt to chase Mikey, but now I can say his name firmly and he actually stops. In this photo, Lilith (on the back of the chair) and Mikey were already settled in their spots when Mo jumped onto my lap for affection. This is the closest Mikey and Mo have been in ages, and neither reacted.
The vet told us the full effects would take about six weeks, but what we’re seeing at Day 6 feels nothing short of incredible. I’m thrilled, relieved, and cautiously hopeful for the first time in a long while
