This tabby ghoulash pic was taken when Fiona was still alive and we had just adopted Botwyn and Diana. Or rather, I asked Fiona and she said yes; and then we posed the question to them. Botwyn was the first to agree. He had no quarrel and only wanted never to be left alone. Diana was alarmed and left immediately, escaping through an inch-wide gap between the screen door and the sliding glass at about three one morning while I slept just below. Two weeks later she returned and had dinner from a bowl of kibble on the terrace. A month later she walked in the back door.
We were all very happy together.