He is orange stripey. I believe that he was named "Raden" this morning over breakfast burritos. Raden is a Chinese thunder god, I believe.
We spent our first night in the new house last night. Not on a bed, mind you, but Mrs Elspode on the couch and I on the loveseat. Didn't matter, as we were, and are, exhausted. We got a bunch of stuff moved yesterday, and I finished off my son's apartment today. Now we've got to get him a bit better set up in his new place, but at least we're completely *done* with one of the dwellings we've been dealing with. Our old home has a long way to go yet.
We brought all the cats over last night, and they are totally freaking out. We won't let them outside until they've had a week or two to get used to the new place (i.e., until they realize that this is where the food lives). Durga in particular is about half crazy. She only ever comes into the house to eat anyway, so it is especially important that she relate food to new house lest she try to find her way back to the old home. Tomorrow, the birds.
I'm making this post from my living room couch on the laptop over the now functional wireless router. Little steps...little steps.
We also had our first sabbat ritual in our new backyard. It was awesome. Everyone was nearly giddy with the coolness of the vibe. The biggest reason we bought this particular place, next to having a residence for my son, was to have a place for our coven and community activities. If today's attendance of 50 was any indication, we're going to be rather successful at that. We even had angry neighbors call the police because of the parking situation. Off to a great start.
