Hi. It's Abby. You know, I am still scared of this new creature living in my house. It's always downstairs. However, Ms. C does not seem to be afraid of it. In fact, she was downstairs reading on the bed for a lot of the evening, and so I followed her. I searched all around the room and could not find that Other Cat.
Then I looked up! I often forget to do that. There she was, sitting comfortably on one of Ms. C's shirts. She was watching me. I am still not sure what to think, I might not be happy about this, but I feel very curious. Very.
Hello, it's me, Stygia. I'm still staying downstairs for now because it's safer here. I am still pretty depressed because I miss my family, my old Mom and Dad. The Lady Ms. C let me nap with her this afternoon -- she placed me on her belly, and I did not object. I stayed there, facing her, keeping her warm for a couple of hours. She patted me and brushed me, but I cannot yet bring myself to purr.
This evening, that Other Cat (her name is Abby) kept following Ms. C downstairs to my room. She did not see me for a long time because she does not look up very often, but she sniffs around and looks under everything. She is also not much of a jumper or climber, although I am.
When she saw me, she stretched up towards my position on the dresser. She hissed once, and Ms. C chided her so she stopped. After staring for a few minutes, she started rolling on the floor, showing me her belly, and making small trills. I must admit, I am confused by her conflicting messages!