Adam and Eve have been with us a week. The man in the pet shop said that they would need three months to get used to the house, and three more months to get used to us.
They now spend a lot of the time in the room, lying comfortably on the sofa, watching the world go by from the window, and chasing each other across the furniture.
Our dog Tazi is the least threatening being in their new lives, in spite of his vigorous barking. Our old cat is as afraid of them as they are, so he ignores them completely.
We, humans are tolerated from a distance. All we are allowed is to watch them.
And that we do, never tiring of the graceful antics of young felines.