And I think he's going to come off the anorexic schtick. He's drinking a lot of water and using the litter box, and he's started to eat a little bit. I think so far he's been just reveling in the privacy and quiet my place affords him. Until he moved in with me, he'd lived almost his whole life (14 months) in a shelter, so I don't imagine he'd gotten much of a chance to chill. And he is DIGGING it here and sleeping like a mofo.
No, I'm not going to become one of those people. I'll post about something other than my cat sometime soon. SO DON'T TEASE ME ABOUT MY PUSSY.