I've been feeding the cats in two different places, because after Bojo claimed the downstairs food dish both Coney and Vlad were afraid to eat there. Last night when I came in I filled the secondary food dish first because it's near the door. I always do that. Coney followed me into the bathroom it's housed in and chowed down.

And then Bojo came in too, and the next thing I knew I had two grey-tabby heads stuck in the food dish together, no problems at all.

I think peaceful coexistence is accomplished.

At least among the tabby cats. Vlad, we're working on!