The day after I arrived home and they were all snuggled in their crate, I cracked my bedroom door open a little so my cats could go in and out to let them know they were there. That night, Bad A$$ Buddy peed on my futon. He was not happy being closed out of my bedroom.

After that, the only one I allow in there is Murphy. At 15, all she wants to do is either sleep on my bed, under it, or on the night stand covered in an afghan. The girls don't really mind her at all.

I'm going to give it about a week and then open the crate and let them roam around my room (it's not very big), with the windows open (safety screens in place) so they can at least have some fresh air. I'll leave the crate up with the litterbox in it so they at least have a safe haven.

Once I've done that for a while, I'm going to get my baby gate back from my friend and get another and stack them on top of each other so they can see and smell each other without any blood shed. After that, well, I'll deal with that when it happens.