They couldn't be left alone at all at the risk of Smitty becoming aggressive and scary. She's a tiny little thing. Smitty isn't a big cat either, but he is at least twice her size. He's a year older than she is, but still...she's two years old, and so fully grown. After a couple of hours of watching them, I needed to make dinner, and so we decided to separate them, as the shelter suggested. This morning Mike found an excellent article from the Humane Society about introducing a new kitty into the house. We've never actually brought in an adult cat to live with another adult cat. We've always adopted kittens in the past. For now, we'll go much more slowly with the face-to-face contact. She's now living in Mike's office with her own litter box, bed, food, water, and toys, and we're checking in with her regularly for snuggles and attention. She's very affectionate and sweet. Overnight, we noted that she'd eaten some of her food and used her potty box, so everything is going well in there.
As for Smitty, he parked himself outside the French doors that separate Mike's office from the pantry. He could see her, and she could see him. Her litter box was just on the other side of the door, and we were a little concerned he might scare her away from that.
When we went to bed, we took him out of the pantry and shut the door. He stayed next to the door for a while, but came and got in bed with me around midnight. Just FYI, in that first image above, he's sitting next to the door that leads from the pantry into the rest of the house...so there are two doors into and out of the pantry. (Mike's office is a converted garage, and the pantry is a converted tiny bedroom...what can I say? Sometimes ya gotta go with the rooms and the support beams you have.)
I've been trying to get a better picture of her, but it's hard. Here, I caught her lying under the couch early on. When you use flash to take a picture of an animal, you end up with laser eyes. I wish someone would invent a photo editing tool for this. Red-eye adjustments won't work on pet eyes.
This morning I tried taking her picture without flash, and I ended up with dozens of pictures that look like this one:
Trying my best to hold the camera still in the dim light of the room, this was the best I could do.
Finally, I got a death grip on her and tried this sort-of-a-selfie while we sat inside the pantry.
So...those are my best shots of her so far, but I'll keep trying. Also, I need to figure out how to adjust the ISO on my new camera. I higher ISO might help with the blur. Oh yes, and I had to come back here and edit this post to say that we've changed her name to Maggie. She didn't answer to Noel anyway, and besides, Noel sounds too much like "No". So how do you discipline your cat without giving her a complete complex? Anyway...Maggie it is. It rolls off the tongue easily, which is why we chose it.
Despite all the excitement I finished the binding on the Icy Blues table runner this morning. It's my 30th finish for 2015, and I made it by the skin of my teeth...or by the whisker of my cat...or by the swish of my tail...or something. Anyway, here it is. It finished up at 21.5 x 43.5 inches. This is a free pattern designed by Jocelyn Ueng and available for download right here.
And now it's fulfilling the job it was born to do...a winter table runner on my dining room table.
Today I positively must get at the housework I've been putting off all week. Also, I'm fresh out of handwork, and so I want to trace out the next set of embroidery blocks for the Written in Thread quilt. If I have time, I'm hoping to get the Quilting Snowladies sandwiched today. Gotta get going on them while the free motion snowflakes are still fresh in my hands' memory.
Enjoy your New Year's Eve celebration, whatever that may be. We'll probably be sleeping when the ball drops.