Francis tested negative for Feline Leukemia and Feline AIDS Wednesday,
so today is the beginning of his integration into the general population
of cats at my house.

I brought him down about 40 minutes ago, while the Big Three were curled
up asleep on the furniture in the parlor.  He poked around a bit, and
slowly they opened their eyes and noticed him.  They've been smelling
him for two months, and for a month he was living in a big cage in the
parlor, with occasional forays into the parlor only, so they knew he was
here, but I suspect they hoped he'd stay sequestered in the guestroom,
where he's been for the past month.

There was some hissing, a little swatting, and one tense moment when the
three triangulated around him and he started to make some funny "Oh,
sh.t!  I'm prey!" noises, but things calmed down, and now he's happily
playing with their toys while they watch.  

I'm pretty happy.  No-one tried to kill anyone else, Sebbie isn't
freaking out because I have the door to the basement closed, and young
master Francis may start learning some manners now.  One thing he's
learning is not to get a favorite "new" toy too near one of the big cats
because they'll start verbally abusing him and make him leave it there!

I think another 30 minutes and then I may take him back upstairs.  Or I
may just leave him out.  I'm playing this by ear.

Priscilla