Peace on Earth, Good Will Toward Cats

Okay, maybe not good will, but at least there were no snarling, hissing, spitting fights directly over my head last night.

I'm overwhelmingly pleased. Nexus slept at my side last night -- her usual perch, since Genrou's been gone -- and she suffered Casper to hop up on the bed and curl up at my feet. I think my clever little ghost knows not to push it any further than that, just yet, but tolerance is definitely being built... and after the initial hatefulness, it's coming very quickly. Hurrah!

Best of all, Nexus actually used her litter last night. (This greatly reduces the chance that she'll urinate on my bed as a sign of her displeasure. It may still happen, but if it does, at least it won't be because she's too upset to use the litter.) Casper's already christened that pan, so she's getting used to sharing her demesne with him.

So pleased.

SOMEBODY got up this morning and ate some more of the gardenia plant, resulting in a little vomit-fest later this morning... nothing gross, just whole leaves come back up. Gardenias aren't on the list of plants toxic to cats, but since it's warmish right now, the plant's going outdoors. If it needs to come back in for the weather, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. The plant'll be happier out there, anyway.

In other news, my stepfather has given me a new recipe for pot roast (more like beef stew, in this case, actually) that involves a bottle of merlot, so I'm giving that a try this evening for New Year's. I can smell it all over the house. And I haven't even started heating the cider up, yet... o/~