Yesterday, I decided to take Horace’s integration to the next stage. While he is out of the library most of the time that I am present and awake, except for mealtimes, when his hunger for food may be disruptive to the oldsters, I had yet to give him his freedom while I am asleep. That was done last night.
I usually leave such a step for a weekend; if the results deprive me of sleep, I can at least nap the following day. But things seemed to be progressing well, and I thought our ivory boy might make more noise being sequestered than not. So I didn’t send him to bed.
The night was quiet. It was almost silent, though when I woke at one point, Horace thought the morning (ie. breakfast-time) had come. He quickly realised his error, and everyone went back to bed. There were no fights or even, so far as I could hear (and I wake very swiftly upon hearing any cat-trouble), hissing or growling. When I rose, Horace was lying on the dining table, and jumped off to greet me. (He may have slept there. He so far has shown a preference for the hard tops of book-cases, the dining chair without a cushion, and the table.)
Today, Horace is isolated in the library until my return from work, as he will be tomorrow. I think I will take his integration to the next phase on Monday, and allow him freedom around the clock. My newcomer is settling in to the Cosy Apartment quite well.