Of all our cats, Lily proved to the the most adaptable to the new environment.
This was the first night. Eventually Pokey did come out and join her sister and they had a great time chasing each other all over the boxes, much to my sweetie's chagrin (he was sure one of them was going to fall in a crevice or knock a box over and be horribly crushed).
Habibi had the hardest time with this. Jam him in a cage and stick needles in him, he's a-okay, but disturb his environment and he's all out of sorts. Both he and Howler cried in the middle of the night.
The level of filth we discovered was disturbing. Who knew that much sand/dust had accumulated under the slipcovers? And everywhere else... Yick.
Anyway, that's all over and done with. I'm now sitting in an echoey apartment working at the laptop (which I hate). We'll stay here for the next two weeks. We still have the embassy furniture, plus they provide a "welcome kit" with basic necessities. I'd much rather be at a hotel, but this is how it's done. Oh how I miss my tv and the stereo... It's awfully quiet.