Thank you all for your reassuring comments on the past couple of entries. It's hard not to take Scarlett's angst personally, but I know she's just telling Melly to buzz off. Really, things went a lot more smoothly than I expected!
I trimmed Scarlett's claws this morning and she put up a much bigger fight than usual, growling and writhing, possibly because she had big plans for those claws that I have now thwarted. Oops :)
I am letting Melly run around this morning while I get ready for work, and Scarlett is in the bedroom taking a nap. The bedroom is where Scarlett goes to hide from anything stressful (the vacuum, potential vet trips, guests she doesn't like, etc.) so I'm trying to keep Melly out of there for the most part so Scarlett has an area where she can go and unwind and be free of the little hooligan. She actually does seem to like to keep an eye on Melly, so I think it's only when she's reached a saturation point that she retreats to the bedroom.
Tonight I am going to let both girls out when I get home and just let them do their thing. Geoff will be back, and a good friend of mine from New York is coming for a brief visit, so there will be plenty of people to surreptitiously keep an eye on the kitties.
As you can imagine, this process is bringing back a lot of memories from when Scarlett came home. Here is a picture of Scarlett from about a month after I got her, right after she'd been spayed (note the shaved belly). My sister sent a sparkly pink collar with a tag that said "diva", which Scarlett is proudly modeling.