Neville is mildly interested in what Jessel might be like. I’ve caught him outside the library door a few times. Saturday evening, movie-night, I put the new boy in the bathroom for a couple of hours so that Renn could watch the film with me. (He slept through it, actually, but I was glad that he wanted to keep me company in the library; he spent twenty minutes sniffing about the room.)
Nev lie down outside the closed bathroom door for half an hour. I don’t know if he thought Jessel was going to come out to meet him, but I suppose he wanted to be ready for that eventuality. I told him not to expect too much: Jessel may not be with us long.
Tonight, Jessel isn’t with us at all. He is going to be neutered tomorrow, and the surgery will be early, but not early enough for me to be home when his transport comes to take him to the hospital. I will be at work. So Young Blue Eyes will, unfortunately, be at the hospital for the night. He will come back to the Cosy Apartment tomorrow, and spend as long as he likes recovering, hopefully in comfort. I am anticipating no serious side-effects to his operation, though any good thoughts you would like to spare for my little guest will be appreciated.