--at least so far
We have two cats. One, Charlie, is the stray we found on the wall two years ago.
The other one, Toby, is half of the bonded males we got about five years ago. When Charlie arrived there was a certain amount of huffing and puffing and my husband for some reason decided that we should keep them separated.
Soooo. the cat screen doors went back on, and Toby lived upstairs while Charlie was lord of the downstairs. They eventually began having friendly little pawfights under the door, and stropping back and forth across the screening. It bothered me. I knew they were making friends. No, no, he said. what if Toby (who is uncatchable) gets hurt? I understood his reluctance; we have never been able to catch Toby or even pat him. He accepts us, but we can't touch him. god only knows what his previous owners did to him and his buddy Sammy...
Today I got him in a weakened moment (My husband, not the cat) and said, let's try. So I swung open the screen door across the bedroom, and the one downstairs in the hall. no one seemed too excited, lol. After about a half hour Charlie opened his eyes, wandered into the bedroom to see what was in the food dishes. I looked in, and he was washing Toby's head. awwwwww
I think its going to be okay.
Addendum: we found them in the front bedroom, side by side, sitting in the window. I can't stop grinning. Toby is used to snuggling with another cat, and I think it put Charlie off a bit at first, but apparently he's getting used to the attention. Im more pleased for Toby's sake, he was so lost after the other cats died, and he's really been totally alone (as far as cat buddies go) for two years.