Yep. I think he likes it here. Still getting used to his new digs, but every day I see him doing something that shows he's integrating.
I saw him yesterday morning, then he went invisible. I hate that. I NEED to know where they are. I spent hours looking for him with no luck. I climbed the bank and looked down on the ferns, I turned the water on by the pool to flush him out of the foliage. I checked the rafters with a flashlight. I checked under the sofa and loveseat with the flashlight.
Nothing. Cloak of invisibility.
Finally, I saw him glancing around the corner of the house. Okay. He's here. He's walking. He's okay. And I quit looking.
He spent the day in a basket in the garage, then went out for a little bit late in the afternoon, early evening. He was inside when it was time for dinner.
I blocked the door again and like the day before, opened it when I opened the sliding door at four in the morning. After I got out of bed and was dressing for the day, I looked outside and he was right behind Bobby on the lawn. During the past hour I saw him eating the kibble I toss out on the patio in the morning. Rory was doing the same thing. When I talk to him or he hears a noise, he turns to run back inside, but at least now he waits to see if he really needs to do this. And when he realizes he doesn't, he returns to his previous business.
Here's some video I took of him yesterday, so you can hear how sweet his voice is.