It is around 840pm. The cat has discovered the stairs and landing. He is very placid and affectionate, and my dog wants to be friends, but is scared of him. He growls when she approaches, and she has had one bat on the nose. I have moved his gear into the vicinity of the hall and stairs, and the dog is happily at my feet in the living room. The door is open, so he can come in if he wants to.

My daughter and I planned to keep them separate for much longer, but he seemed so placid when she approached his box, that after a while we put her on a leash while he wandered about. (He has had contact with a mad springer spaniel in the past). Later I settled him onto my lap, and let her approach gradually, still on the leash. He hissed at her once, and she backed down very quickly, so on the strength of that, we let her loose. She was very wary of approaching, and only got the bat on the nose after he got off me, and she decided to lope over and have a sniff. The hardest thing is stopping her from snacking on the nice tasty kitty food! My daughter has now gone home to her 3 cats.

Luckily I have no plans to go anywhere tomorrow.

Andrea