Who Thinks They’re Sleeping in My Bed…

Well Chemoux has arrived, and so far it’s not World War 3! That said there have been a few hisses through the window. At present it’s the Mexican stand-off with “I’m outside, you’re not!” Then there’s the glare at me accompanied by “What the hell!” But so far, Chemoux seems happy enough in her new surroundings. I think she’s happy, just not sure how happy a certain Tiggakat is about the arrangement. If there’s some acceptance, I’m sure I’ll feel more relaxed about the whole change much quicker.

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