Well, things are going okay, I guess. Mom has scolded me a few times for hissing at the new guy, but all in all I guess it hasn't been
that bad. I'll glare at him from a distance, then lose interest. Sometimes, if he gets too close I'll exercise my right to free hiss, then
turn and walk away. Gotta keep him in line, I say. These pictures show him the way he is almost constantly. They're so blurry because he just
doesn't sit still! Mom and dad let him out of the bathroom to roam a bit, and he's getting bolder and braver each day. He's taken to playing under the coffee table, near where I like to lounge, and I keep an eye on him from a safe distance while he bounces around and jets back and forth like a rubber ball. I can't even remember having THAT much energy!!
He's up to about one pound and four ounces now, so he's definitely gaining weight, especially now that he's eating and drinking a lot. Listen to me, talking about him as if I'm happy to have him around. What the hell?