These cats have been here a month, but they were nervous and unhappy at first, so they lived in the library and the other pets wondered what was up.
Today for the first time I carried Mina, the Siamese-looking-one (she's a Birman) down the stairs from the library into the yard. The other one, Nuee (re-tagged "New Age" and then "Sketchy" by Holly), has been going outside for a couple of weeks, but Mina ("Mina Felina") has only been as far as the main upstairs, to sleep under Holly's bed a few rooms away, a few times. Here they are this morning, outside.
These two had their first intro to human houses with Kim's sister Nova, who is moving to Hawaii to study psychology, and can't take them with her.
I told Broc and Gail the other day that since my kids were getting grown, I was gearing up for my Crazy Cat Lady phase. But more pressing than that is that I've been the cats' protector and buddy, and I'm going to be in the U.K. for three weeks, so I'm creating a new, neutral cat food station in hopes of keeping the cats from being so territorial about their two feeding spots, and am heading off any clashes I see or hear starting and talking reason and peace (as well as I can, not speaking "cat"), so that when I'm gone Keith and Holly and Marty can continue to feed them without so much work as knowing who likes what and where. I'll let those other dishes go empty more often, and wean them down to the new place by the back door and keep that one happily full. I'm also not using any of their familiar dishes there.
If any cat behavioralists (any experienced cat owners) have other ideas for me, I'm willing to read short notes but not books beause I only have a couple of weeks before I journey afar without cats.