more on my new cat

So the first day I brought him home (Monday) I decided to put him in the basement bathroom (which is where the kitty litter lived for my last cat) because we had a vet appointment a couple of hours later and I wanted to be able to find him and get him into the carrier. Of course he made a run for it. There was a kitty barrier behind him so he headed for the stairs. He took one look at the barrier (one of those child gate things) I'd put on the stairs and tried to climb over it, thereby pulling the gate down onto himself. At the bottom of the stairs he took off again and ran for the back door. I chased him a bit but he let me catch him pretty quickly. I think that's when he figured out "Hey, I'm in a home. This could be okay."

I'm keeping him in the bathroom until I'm sure the fleas are dead, but I've been sitting with him for a good hour and a half at a time because I want him to know he's okay here. I think I don't need to worry. Yesterday I was giving him chin scritchies. When I pulled my hand up, he reached out his paw to pull my hand back down so I would pet him some more. I think he's feeling pretty comfortable.  ;-)

apparently Xander's too new for me to stop talking about him!

Today Xander's space increased from bathroom to most of the basement, just as a thunderstorm hit. The poor guy ran back and hid in the darkest corner of the bathroom!