Apparently she's doing very well in her new home, although I'm told by her new mom that the first week or so Creole was extremely depressed, and she almost brought her back. She did mainly two things: Sleep in a pile of pillows...
...and look out the window for me for hours.
Now she's completely adapted and seems to be doing great and is very well adjusted. Having a companion to live with seems to be doing her a load of good. And her new mom seems to be a pretty awesome person.
Her new buddy's name is "Johnny".