For this to make any sense (Gigi: Rolls eyes and says, Too late for that!), I refer you to Savannah's Pawtracks' post on June 7 ("Another wounded castle guest"). In it, she tells the story of a lovely tabby boy named Buddy and how Mom L and Dad P and their friend saved him.
Now, Buddy was destined to join Gigi at this castle, and I got the silly notion to do some stoopy convoluted riddle about "Peggy Sue" and Buddy Holly and who knows what all, and it was pretty much a giant fail. (Gigi says, Told you so. These people and kitties are not all Old as Dirt like you, Lady.)
In any case, indeed Buddy arrived here Wednesday, and earlier this afternoon passed the 48-hour mark. He has taken up residence Under The Bed, although today he actually emerged while I was in the room to eat his lunch. He kept a beady eye on me, and slunk back UTB when he finished. He is understandably rattled by the events of the last 2-3 weeks. But he is an indoor boy now.
This is the only picture I have gotten since he arrived. It was taken Wednesday night, and it's not very clear. What *is* clear is his skepticism about his new Human.
We'll post again when there's some action around here. And I'll return the controls to Gigi, who is somewhat miffed that she's not been allowed in *her* bedroom to see what's up in there.