Poor Damian did not like moving from Oakland to Santa Cruz. When Melissa let him out of the carrier, he slunk off, all oozy-creepy-kitty-like to hid in the litter box (which, as you can see, was a tight fit for our big boy).
We are happy to report that he’s started to settle in now, has stopped spending nights under the bed, and is back to sleeping on Melissa’s face and drooling contentedly on her as he snores. He particularly appreciates the fact that his clever mama places his climbing structure next to the staircase, which sort of makes the steps part of one enormous jungle gym.