both cats are in a time out.

Wil and I have been planning to live together for months now, and what has been my biggest worry? Getting my stuff across the border. Ok, what has been my second biggest worry? That the cats would get along. Last week, we introduced Momo and Pru. Here is my interpretation of what happened.

Hiss-hiss. Growl. Rumble. Growl. Hiss-Hiss. Cold Indifferent stare. Hiss. Growl. Barely contained contempt. Hiss. Spit. Hiss. Ignore.

Hiss.

Pru went down south with me for her dentist appointment. We are back now, hanging out with the cable guy while he gives us our most reverent wish… INTERNET. The status between Momo and Pru is pretty much the same. Although, for 8.5 minutes Pru slept on my feet, albeit under the covers, while Momo curled up on my lap, above the covers, while I read. I call that progress. All in all, since there have been no physical confrontations, I am most pleased. Although Momo did jump out from under the bed at Pru with a catlike “Boo!” I like to think it was just playful.