So, we finally bite the bullet and open the kitchen door. Leaving Stilton free to roam. And Angus free to hunt. The initial confusion is plain stupid. Stilton more afraid of the new space afforded to him than another cat in the mix. Angus, big talker, stares, puffed up, but all show.
Stilty steps, ballerina like, past a stoic Angus.
"You don't belong here..." Angus seems to say.
"But check out the place..." he concedes.
Baby steps. Looks like this eventually might work. Fingers crossed....


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