In preparation for Scarlett and Melly's arrival, I needed to do some tidying. "Tidying" isn't always as straightforward for me as simply picking up some random clutter. Case in point, my living room:
I had just recently done a sailboat race and our spinnaker (big, colorful sail) got wet, so I brought it home and spread it out to dry.
Seriously though, my biggest concerns centered around the fact that my condo is a fair bit larger than Natalie's apartment and has a LOT more places to hide. Scarlett has been there many times and actually seems to prefer my place. But she hadn't been there since Melly's arrival on the scene and Melly certainly hadn't been there; this was her first stay anywhere other than N's since she joined Natalie's household. The thought that she might react poorly (claw-based destruction of furniture, bodily functions being performed in various, non-litterbox, locations, etc.) was at the forefront of my feline-targeted paranoia. But, I love my Natalady, so the fuzzies moved in with me.
As it turned out, I had nothing to fear. Scarlett settled right back in and Melly took to the place rather well. Two of the things that Scarlett seems to enjoy about my condo is that there's carpeting (as opposed to N's hardwoods) and a sliding glass door, in addition to windows. Put those together and there's a happy cat, sitting or laying on carpet while looking outside. Melly agreed that this was a worthwhile activity.
Melly also settled in on my bed:
Scarlett enjoys it there too:
Ultimately, they were quite happy and enjoyed themselves in my condo. There were no significant events (thereby achieving my primary goal) and after I have the opportunity to ventilate a bit, the cat smell may even be nothing more than a memory.