The rest of Saturday passed quietly. Horace ventured out of the library once more, and he and I spent an enjoyable evening watching a movie.
I intend to let Horace out of the library for much of the time that I am home. There has been warning sounds from both Neville and Hector toward the newcomer, but nothing very threatening and all quite normal. Horace respects the others’ need for distance, though he has become more curious about them. Even so, I feel confident about letting him roam while I am engaged in activities elsewhere in the home, as I wrote yesterday, while he is confident enough now to settle down for a snooze on the kitchen floor or a chair at the dining table.