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LOL...OK, I am never, EVER awake this early in the morning. But Penny seems to have a few things to say about being brought here by spending 8 hours in a tiny carrier and riding in a noisy, squished place, only to find she's where? She doesn't KNOW where. So she keeps waking me up to give me a piece of her mind.
And Ginger isn't too happy at the moment, either.
OK, so - my brain is befuddled from lack of sleep, but here's what we've had occur thus far:
First direct contact was through the space at the bottom of the doorway. Ginger growled low and deeply at Penny almost immediately. Penny just crouched there, backed away a bit to get better eye contact under the door, and then after I told Ginger that this is her new sister that I'd told her she's got to be nice to, the growling stopped and Penny came away from the door.
I then went into the kitchen and sat with Ferris and Ginger on the floor giving scritches and treats. Ferris was a little more standoffish with me - I'm afraid he may think he's no longer my baby, but we'll fix that idea right away. He's my little lovebug.
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Then I prepared a dish of the Sheba that Penny likes, and put that near the dry food bowl and the fountain in my room. She's spending a lot of time under my bed, but came out and happily devoured her dish of wet (in two sittings over a couple of hours.)
She used the litter box for the first time around 3 a.m.
- I have another digger on my hands, LOL - thanks again for the giant litter box, Phenomsmom!
Off and on throughout the night (or early morning) I dozed in between Penny's bouts of wandering my room and my bed, meowing and meowing and meowing and meowing. Varying tones and volumes. From right beside my head to across the room meowing at the door - beyond which lay Ginger, meowing IN because I was gone away from home, and now I'm back, but locked in my room with ANOTHER INTERLOPER
and she needs to get to me to SAVE me!
When I came out of my room to get online, Ginger came bombing around the corner, meowing: "Mother, thank GOD you're alright! I was going out of my MIND with WORRY!" She scent marked me, then walked away to lay in the window watching the street and listening to the birds.
Ferris won't come near me yet.
I put vanilla on Ginger & Ferris last night, and will do the same for Penny in a little while. They are all going to have to meet sooner rather than later - my apartment is too small, and I can't spend every night awakened by a very opinionated young lady every 30 minutes.
Penny did spend some time exploring my bed and napped a bit on the end of it. I got her motor purring and discovered that she likes to be scratched with vigor under her chin, and enjoys a good belly rub.
But although she reveled in the attention, she DID tell me off the entire time.
I'm really looking forward to seeing how the formal introductions go...I just had another talk with Ginger about being nice. I told her that I understand that she needs to set the pecking order, but that she should still be as nice as possible about it. I guess we'll see if she heeds my advice. Penny can hold her own, LOL!
Oh - and Penny IS a very sweet girl, when she isn't being all mouthy.
And she is MUCH tinier than I was expecting - she's about the same size as Ginger, but looks smaller because she has short fur. But she's BUILT, lol...her muscles are all rippley.
OK...I think I'm going to try to lie down again...not quite ready to be up and about yet - I can't stop yawning!
And Ginger isn't too happy at the moment, either.
OK, so - my brain is befuddled from lack of sleep, but here's what we've had occur thus far:
First direct contact was through the space at the bottom of the doorway. Ginger growled low and deeply at Penny almost immediately. Penny just crouched there, backed away a bit to get better eye contact under the door, and then after I told Ginger that this is her new sister that I'd told her she's got to be nice to, the growling stopped and Penny came away from the door.
I then went into the kitchen and sat with Ferris and Ginger on the floor giving scritches and treats. Ferris was a little more standoffish with me - I'm afraid he may think he's no longer my baby, but we'll fix that idea right away. He's my little lovebug.
Then I prepared a dish of the Sheba that Penny likes, and put that near the dry food bowl and the fountain in my room. She's spending a lot of time under my bed, but came out and happily devoured her dish of wet (in two sittings over a couple of hours.)
She used the litter box for the first time around 3 a.m.
Off and on throughout the night (or early morning) I dozed in between Penny's bouts of wandering my room and my bed, meowing and meowing and meowing and meowing. Varying tones and volumes. From right beside my head to across the room meowing at the door - beyond which lay Ginger, meowing IN because I was gone away from home, and now I'm back, but locked in my room with ANOTHER INTERLOPER
When I came out of my room to get online, Ginger came bombing around the corner, meowing: "Mother, thank GOD you're alright! I was going out of my MIND with WORRY!" She scent marked me, then walked away to lay in the window watching the street and listening to the birds.
Ferris won't come near me yet.
I put vanilla on Ginger & Ferris last night, and will do the same for Penny in a little while. They are all going to have to meet sooner rather than later - my apartment is too small, and I can't spend every night awakened by a very opinionated young lady every 30 minutes.
Penny did spend some time exploring my bed and napped a bit on the end of it. I got her motor purring and discovered that she likes to be scratched with vigor under her chin, and enjoys a good belly rub.
I'm really looking forward to seeing how the formal introductions go...I just had another talk with Ginger about being nice. I told her that I understand that she needs to set the pecking order, but that she should still be as nice as possible about it. I guess we'll see if she heeds my advice. Penny can hold her own, LOL!
Oh - and Penny IS a very sweet girl, when she isn't being all mouthy.
OK...I think I'm going to try to lie down again...not quite ready to be up and about yet - I can't stop yawning!