Wes came home with me last night (legally). He's 2 years old, laid back, friendly, and has a clean bill of health from the vet.
He's named after the character in The Princess Bride.
His alter ego is the Dread Pirate Robert. Or Bob, for short. Just kidding.
He's adjusting well to his new home.
He spent most of last night exploring.
He's not the only one who's tired. I was awake for most of the night, too, listening to make sure he was ok in his exploring. Plus he's occasionally come up on the bed looking for company and reassurances that I was still there.
I'm totally in love with him.
That's all for tonight. I'm about to crash. Hopefully we'll both have a more restful night (though Westley got to have some naps today while I didn't.)