Sleeping Sound(less)ly

It’s taken a while but I think Percival has ceased yelling in the night. So far, it’s been four nights straight without him waking me. Though I still wake during the dark hours, that is of my own doing, and when I do, see more often than not that Perce is sleeping in the lower saddle of Cammie’s saddle-topped cat-tree, not far from the bed. I think his growing quiet in the evening, and his determining on one location for sleeping are two characteristics of the same action, or, perhaps, reaction.

In other aspects of his integration into the household, though he and Imogen have not played again, they sniff noses at least once a day, and Miss Silky doesn’t mind Percival’s proximity very much. There are, however, periodic exchanges of whaps when the big-headed boy sniffs for too long.

It’s taken a while - Percival has been in the Cosy Apartment for going on five weeks - but it appears the newcomer is at last feeling comfortable in his new surroundings. I think the serenity in the night is a real sign of that, compared with the more superficial - though sincere - indications displayed so far. It augurs well for any future adoption for the friendly fellow.