Well, unfortunately, confining him to a room is not an option. In both the bedroom and my office, he has the potential of getting into things if left unsupervised, which is why the doors to those rooms are usually left closed unless I'm in there. Same with my basement.



In a week, I'm taking him back to the pet hospital where he's getting his 6-month heart check, and I'll be asking them there what they might recommend.



The thing I got to thinking about last night is what do I do if I ever meet somebody and we decide to move in together? He's obviously going to have to learn to accept our new member of the household.



When I moved him Sunday morning, I now know that I should have at least worn a shirt to protect myself. If I have to do that again, I will try using a towel to cover him. When I did move him, I was being very gentle and trying to coax him out of the cupboard. Of course, without using a towel, he was free to try swinging his legs around. Thankfully, the cuts in my chest and stomach are fading quickly.
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Chessie and Casey Jones relaxing together.

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