So pleased to say… the cats seem to be enjoying themselves. There is deep purring all round and enough sofas to satisfy most demands. Also some very high cupboards in the kitchen onto which there is access via the mantelpiece from the back of a dining chair. Very satisfying 🙂
The journey up from the South with Mike and Emma was fairly uneventful, but their (the cats’) parting shot was to catch a pheasant the night before – well done girls!!! – and Phoebe kung foo kicked her way out of her cat box in the car on the way to the station. I would have had someone sit with them to calm them, but this obviously wasn’t an option. Anyway, they caught her and she arrived at King’s Cross very cross but otherwise well. They then had to wait an hour and a half with us for the train to Edinburgh, and then spent nigh on five hours on the train itself. Cleo had her nose stroked until she was comatose and slept all the way, and I held Phoebe’s paw. She managed almost all the way and had a little panic / strop in the last twenty minutes. Enormous joy when they got to the flat and could explore.
We kept them in the playroom for the first couple of nights (until I was sure they knew exactly where the litter tray was!) and now they are free ranging everywhere night and day. They haven’t tried to get out yet – well, the weather is wet and cold – and seem very happy. None of the yowling that was driving Mike and Emma mad, just a lot of purring. Phoebe has recovered her ability to do somersaults and was entertaining Joolz with them last night 🙂