He has boundless energy and gets into all kinds of scrapes, but he doesn't seem to care whether he gets stuck here or falls on his head there, and doesn't cry. I remember when Clio came to live with us, she meowed and tried to escape by seeing if she could dig a hole in the parquetry constantly for the first 10 days; but fortunately, Manasse exhibits none of this frantic kind of behaviour -- because I can also remember that at the time, Clio's was driving me round the bend. I can't tell you what a relief it was when she finally shut the hell up, and came to sit on my lap.
For now, Manasse is too busy exploring his new environment to sit still for long. But he is friendly and not at all shy of me or other people, and he seems to have reached some sort of understanding with Leila, which is most important as she's the No. 1 cat in my house.
I'm still happy to be excused from work for a while, but I have just realised there is a terrible downside to my time off: I'm spending money hand over fist, and I don't know what on. I'm frittering it away on unneeded things: like yesterday, I spent a whopping 7 euros in one of those trendy coffee and tea 'galleries' that seem to have sprung up everywhere in the last few years, on just 200 grams of freshly imported tarry lapsang souchong. And I don't even own a teapot!