avi: yeah, that's it!
prep a.) s...sing? i did talk to him a lot. he mews right after the period of every sentence, as if on cue.
prep b.) aiiiiie. that's kind of frustrating.
prep c.) yeah, but here's the thing. he was completely overwhelmed by EVERYTHING. he was outdoors (first time ever?) for about an hour and tried to hide under a rock (he could only get his nose in). he refused to budge. his paws never once touched grass. i let him be.
then, i brought him inside, and he promptly sequestered himself inside a box they gave him. he refused to move, eat CHICKEN my mother gave him, or drink any water.
after an hour he crept out and jumped up onto a chair (parked against the table, so he was under the table). for two hours.
i tried to pick him up to carry him around the house, and was greeted with claws sunk into my chest. i think he almost pierced my heart.
