Happy to report that my sweet tortie girl, Dali, is all happy and healthy again. She is lolling here as I type, rolling onto her back and making kneady-paws in the air, purring her little head off.
And the big new kitty, Leif, is settling in beautifully. Dali was wary of him at first, but he's super-chill with her and Nellie. Nellie still hisses at him occasionally and gets a little defensive, but T-bone and I woke up this morning to all three cats scattered around us on the bed, all sleeping peacefully.
So I think they are good with each other.
T-bone and I are about to start packing for Pennsic War and the wedding. Looking forward to it. Being with him makes me feel quietly, solidly happy...and it seems like that feeling increases just a little each day. We also make each other laugh. It is super-sweet to see how much more easily he laughs now. He looks more and more like his younger self when he does. Yeah, he makes me a little weak in the knees.