She spent the night in the room with me and apart from her noisy eating, didn’t keep me up at all. She jumped up on the bed and kept me company, and her purr is like the ticking of a watch.
Without getting into all the reasons she had to move households, I think she’ll do fine here. Now it is time to open the bedroom door and reacquaint her with the boys….
She is adorable, certainly, and in line to be much adored. Heinlein’s dictum, expressed in relation to the cat Pixel, comes to mind…