Well, now we know the kittens get along with a dog -- and Molly likes kittens. Molly didn't seem to mind giving up her crate at all, and has been rather intrigued by the new occupants. The kittens are not startled in the least when she has briefly been in the room where they are -- and she sticks her nose up against the wire sniffing loudly. I let the kittens out for awhile today for a romp around the room, and Molly laid outside the door sniffing at the crack much of the time -- with a kitten on the other side sniffing back. There was no raised fur, no arched back, no hissing, absolutely nothing. They seemed to think that perhaps another kitten was on the other side.
But after I had been in the basement for awhile I came in -- intent on getting ready for work, not thinking about kittens and tossed the door open. Dexter and Midnight were right there at the door, and they bolted out right under Molly's feet. I snatched Dexter, but Midnight got by. But she seemed a whole lot more intent on her amazement at the new space than she was startled at the dog. In fact, when I found her, she was still right by the door and near Molly just bouncing about under the rocking chair.
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