I've been visiting my parents for a while to help get Annabelle used to being there, and to let her be introduced to their cats and their dog, and while the cats are still in hissy/stand-offish mode (but no actual fighting, so we're making progress!), a new set of BFFs is on the rise:
She LOVES their dog. As in, stares longingly at him from the second-floor railing, follows him around the house, rubs herself all over his legs, falls over and wiggles when he passes by, chases balls with him when we play fetch -- that kind of love. I haven't gotten a better picture of them than this one but she is slowly inching closer to him whenever he lies down to nap and it's the CUTEST thing.