Well, my old male cat Jabba (aka Sir Fuss-a-lot) crossed the Rainbow bridge in Feburary. He was almost 16 years old. His litter-mate, Miss Scarlett, who is still going strong, misses him terribly.
So when someone found a kitten wandering around a parking lot, I took her in. Miss Sarah is 9 weeks old, a calico, a snuggler, and has been well-trained already. Scarlett is *Not* amused ;) In fact, she wants nothing to do with Sarah. When I put them in the same room, with me there to intervene if necessary, Scarlett growls, snarls, and then heads for the highest point, leaving Sarah with full run of the floor. This is going to get interesting as I let Sarah have more and more access to the rest of the house.