I got Ralphy today. We have to keep him here [at the apt.complex] on the DL tip. I snuck him in from Lisanne's car in one of her shirts.

I rode the bike up to Dollar General and got him a litter box and some food. He's a eating some white chicken right now. Oh wait, he just finished. I bought him some Iams. The white chicken is just a treat.

He was attacking Avaril [the peach cat we brought from NJ], so it was either sneak him here or send him to the pound. I asked Doug whilst in a JimBeam stupor last night, and he agreed.

If we follow a couple simple guidelines--like putting him in my room every time someone knocks on the door [even neighbors]--we'll be fine.

My conscience is clear on this, as it smelled like a wet dog when I moved in and I had to flea bomb the place. Ralphy actually uses his box and has a flea collar.

He really missed us. He's very needy. He needs his head rubbed quite frequently and he likes to sleep with Doug. Hopefully he will get used to being an indoor cat. What choice does he have? We just saved him from going to the pound. He's currently exploring the top of my couch/bed and hacking his lungs out--so cute. Very endearing.

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