Along with Carol and Rachel and the baby, came Rachel's dog, Jazz. He is an elderly Dachson, 10 years old. It was a slower process to introduce him to Bratley, but they seemed to get along quite well. Bratley just wasn't sure what to do with company. Rachel is talking about moving here because it's closer to her family and John (her husband) really likes this area. If she does, maybe Bratley will have company more often. This would be good for him.
It was a great time for all of us. It was nice to entertain my SIL and niece. The baby was a bit fussy, but she'd had a big day and of course, nothing was familiar. We finally put her down on the bed and Shalimar was under the bed purring. Julia heard this and fell instantly to sleep. I was a little nervous about the cat being in the same room with the baby, but Shalimar stayed under the bed and purred while the baby slept peacefully on top. We had the bedroom door open so we could hear her and checked on her occasionally.
During dinner when Julia was in her carryall on the floor, Bratley gave her a curious sniff, but for the most part, left her be. He knows company that small as he's seen a number of the granddaughters when they were tiny like this (well, maybe not quite this tiny...Julia is 4 months old) but he probably figured this was another of those granddaughter things. Besides, Jazzy seemed very acceptable of this baby. Shalimar is used to having small children around the house on occasion as well. She usually spends her time under the bed when the grandchildren are here, and I will tell them not to bother her when she's under there. They don't either, so to Shalimar, this is a safe haven.
All told, this was a wonderful evening. I'd like to do this again, sometime.