Sounds like they didn't listen to me when I told them to keep Dumbledore in a separate room for a week or more, so he could get accustomed to his new home, THEN meet his new animal family.
After just one night they (ok, really N's husband, C.) caved in and just let the cat out into the rest of the house—free to bump into any other living creature who already resides in the house.
They have two other Maine Coons and two standard poodles. This could easily be a recipe for disaster. Luckily for them, it wasn't.
After a few hisses and such, things have calmed down and I'm told that Dumbledore is doing great. He's eating well and chatting it up with the family. He's even okay with the dogs! N. can't imagine the thought of ever giving him up, as his previous owner did. I know the feeling. I didn't want to give him up, either. Secretly, or not so secretly, I wished he'd end up coming back here.
'Twas not to be, but that's all right. I've already been contacted by someone who has another cat that needs help. On Friday I'll be assessing the cat for possible placement in our Program. I'm guessing this cat will be opposite in nature to Dumbledore. She was trapped outdoors, is 5 months old and although she allows pets, she sits frozen in fear of them. Experience tells me this sounds like a feral kitten to me. This is gonna be a lot of work. I hope I can help her. I fear she is already too old.
Jolly got ADOPTED! Yay! That silly boy is still sick, but is finally improving. He's the only cat in his new home, so he can live without worries and enjoy the attention of his new family. I'm so happy for him!