Bubba officially moved in Saturday night and spent up until this morning hiding in various spots in the master bedroom. Yesterday I started working on cleaning out my closet and I nearly jumped out of my skin when I pulled a box out of my closet and there she was. She would not let me take her out, Ms. Attitude would have none of that. She didn't eat, drink or use the litter box until this morning when I told my gf that she needed to put her in the bathroom where her box and food were and just shut the door. She'll figure it out eventually. She did, she used the litter box and had a snack.
about 2 hours my son let her out of the bathroom when Irish and Maddux
were out. It was kind of like a prize fight where they kind of circled
around each other and gave each other the evil eye. Then Bubba made a
beeline for her sofa, stood on the arm, plotting her exit and jumped
down and under the end table and hid there until Irish and Maddux went
back upstairs. Maddux did manage to hiss at her once, that was about