B-Cat’s (her “homegirl” name) is adjusting well and Cleo and Sheldon even remember her, and there don’t seem to be any problems so far. Here she is lounging around like a slugabed today.
“Time is always melting, but why should I give a damn about your human obsession with time and clocks even though there’s one of your infernal stress-tickers melting right over my head. I will not be micro-managed. Now give me my Fancy Feast, please.”
Coming right up, your Royal Majesty.
Just need to vent here too about the terrible time I just had getting these photos to upload. I never had trouble doing that before. They just refused to load into my picture file, no matter what I did . I finally got so aggravated I gave up and went over to Paint where I just copied and pasted them there, and made copies which I filed with my documents. Pain in the butt, and time consuming, but it worked!