Jack is here now, and warming up to me. He's definitely shy, and doesn't like me to be near him when he eats, in particular. He's just very timid, especially compared to Padfoot. Padfoot is adjusting well, sharing well, but still gets a devious grin on his face when he and Jack are outside, and Padfoot comes inside through the doggy door-- which Jack hasn't quite mastered by himself. They're doing well and seem to get along great.
My house smells like dog. I guess I'm going to have to figure out a miracle, or get used to it.
Some fun from this weekend (Sab, me, Ken, Joey):