Progress - feline edition
Last night, as leorathesane and I were trying to fall asleep, Mister Brown and Cassia both jumped onto the bed. "Uh-oh," we said, "here it comes. The fighting."
Instead, after a couple minutes shifting around, Mister Brown pinned Cassia to the bed and proceeded to lick the stuffing outta her. At first it was adorable. After a couple of minutes we realized we were witnessing a grudging, "OK, fine. If you are going to be part of my family now, I have to at least make you smell right." Which is to say, like him. Still, I will take it over fighting and biting any day, and Cassia took it like a champ. Didn't even squirm 'til he was at least half done.
Of course, this morning they were right back to fighting, but my belief in their eventual peaceful cohabitation lives on with a shiny new flame.