Zelda has changed a lot since we got her – at first she was very vocal, very much a lap cat, and very unsure of Rufus. Now she rarely meows (though she does grumble a bit when she wakes up from a nap, which is cute), and she no longer cares to curl up on my lap. She also now thinks she's the boss of Rufus. They still aren't friends, exactly, but neither are they enemies. The other day a neighbor cat came slinking through the yard and Rufus and Zelda sat together at the window staring at it, thumping their tails with indignation. How dare another cat come around! It's their yard. It's their house.