Now that Persephone has been better about a week, we picked out a companion for her yesterday. We now share the house with a silver mitt sprite named Pandora. My breeder, Chris Mathis, also runs a shelter and Pandora was a rescue. She and Persephone played pretty well together at Chris's when we picked her out. Most of this morning was great- but Pandora horned in on one of Persephone's sacred spaces and we had an all-out squabble. Pandora sprayed (right after we had washed both of them- of course), and Persephone is still sulking. The cats are utterly appalled by all the goings-on and stay on high ground looking smug and superior. What a Sunday morning- wouldn't trade for the world. Paula, Persephone and Pandora [Posted in FML issue 0537]