Let there be cat poo!

I'm really relieved.

Boris is finally eating, drinking and pooing (in his litter, no less!). Sounds trivial, but that means he's finally relaxing and getting used to the place. He hadn't eaten all day yesterday, and I'd only seen him drink a bit of water. I was so relieved when he made a beeline to his food dish. I was even happier when I head him lap some water – it was hot as hell in the living room and i hadn't seen him drink yet.

I was also able to pick him up for more than 30 seconds. He's really finicky about being picked up, but tonight, I was able to hug him and pet him and call him george for a grand old time. It was so cute. For such a small thing, I'm amazed at how loudly he can purr.

I think he's not used to being alone – the lady was a stay-at-home mom with small children. When I got back from work, I had to be careful where I was walking, as he was always underfoot. If I wasn't in his line of sight, he was mewling until he saw me and ran to where I was. So cute :D

All in all, a very good night. eniran came over and we watched Snatch with roomie and Boris.