So, the kitty crazy train is rolling through our home right now. And, poor Mufasa has taken refuge
inside the recliner.
We'll coax him out after dinner.
Anyway, the boy is well. After his examination, it was determined that he's actually 4 years old, and was previously neutered (I didn't really personally look before) according to his impound chart. So, he was a pet to someone fairly careless or something.
On the way home, I took him in his carrier to Petco to get a collar. I also bought a small harness and leash, and he let me put it on him in the car. So, anchored to the seatbelt, he got to ride with a little bit of freedom the rest of the way home.
I plan on working on him with the harness over the next few weeks to see if he'll take to it, so he can join me on some walks.
Maleficent and Magick are totally cool with him, albeit cautious and curious. Emmy, on the other hand, makes a REALLY bad ambassador. Hence, why he's inside the recliner.
Pics will be forthcoming once everyone is settled and chilled.