The Rock

Sidney, the cat, is finally adjusting. His nickname is "The Rock" because when he sleeps in the bed, he refuses to move, even if you accidentally kick him, you'll encounter a non moving cat, and you'll need to adjust your legs, so you may as well be sleeping with a rock in the bed.

Yesterday, when we came back to the condo to get him, he was not happy. When we brought him to the house, he was really not happy. Around 3am, he finally realized he recognized the furniture, and then kept me up all night headbutting me, and jumping on and off the bed. This morning, he discovered the basement stairs, and I don't think he's moved in the last 6 hours.