C.M. hasn't really been happy around Ishy. He never got the courage up to swipe Ishy across the nose with his claws, and so Ishy never learned that C.M. wasn't a plaything to be chase around. This meant that C.M. spent a lot of time outdoors after Ishy arrived.
While Lexi and Andrew lived upstairs, this worked out well for him. He would wander into their apartment and be loved in peace. They actually started to develop a large attachment to each other to the point where C.M. might have some keystrokes in the google code base, freakazoid style.
But the Basteels wandered north to San Francisco a month ago, and so C.M. had relegated himself to the laundry room in the back. He was getting by, and while I tried to make sure to give him some love every time I refilled his bowl, he wasn't getting the attention he deserved. And as it turns out, Lexi and Andrew missed him terribly as well.
So, yesterday when Andrew stopped off to pick up the junk mail that had been accumulating for them, he snagged C.M. as well. I know this is for the best and I know that all parties involved will be happier for this, but I'm going to miss him. He was my first pet and he has the same birthday I do. Godspeed, and enjoy the big city C.M.