Well as I type (dare I say it) things are calmer.

Milo is rolling around my lap.
Milly is asleep on the giant cat bed.
George is watching the outside world go by, lying in the cat tree.

Since we moved the tree into the window, George has adopted the middle platform as his. It's a hammock level and must be very comfy.

In fact this morning, I managed to get a picture of both George and Milly sitting on different levels of the cat tree. No fighting. (I'll post it later)

I'm quietly confident, that three cats might be the right number for us.

Milly spends 50% of her awake time pouncing on Milo and this gives George a well deserved break and Milo doesn't seem to mind being pounced on.

Hopefully Milo may end up playing with Milly, once he is settled. Fingers Crossed