So, I have a furbaby. His name is Jax. He's 5 years old, doesn't get on with other cats but is friendly with everyone else. I'm still in this little bubble of happiness, and now in a little bit of worry, because I have a cat to take care of, and because he's ignoring me now, when earlier he wouldn't let me out of his sight. But that's cats, right? He's currently in the bathroom sink, chilling. Here are some pics from when he was exploring.