Murphy, or as he is now named, Oliver, is doing quite well. In the month that he has been home with me he has adapted very well. He knows his name, knows when mealtimes are, and is a very playful little fellow. He likes to spend time with my roommate and loves to look out the window, and will spend great stretches of time in an empty bedroom I have just looking out the big window since I left the blinds up. He’s very curious about the outdoors so we’ve been out on a leash a couple of times, but he always wants to go back in after a short excursion. He demands attention at random intervals, though they all seem to coincide right when I’ve sat down to work on assignments. I spent a great deal of time studying behavior and even took a class on animal behavior and comparability to humans – so a natural result of that is through clicker training he knows the command ‘sit’! J
 
The vet gave him a clean bill of health and estimates that his age is about right. He might be a bit younger but aside from that, no major concerning issues came up in his assessment. Here are a few pictures, and in a few months we will be packing up and heading for our next adventure together. I’m really glad I decided to take a risk on another cat so soon after losing my Taz, because it was the best and right decision. Home just doesn’t feel like home without a cat around. Oliver and I are now thick as thieves. Here’s to the adventures we’ll have. JJJ
 Tina