He is now safe in the room. He hasn't touched his food all day. We are gathered outside the door, curious as can be about our mystery guest. The only one who isn't curious is Jonesie. That's because she already knows him! We won't be allowed to meet him until he completely settles down and mom and dad can get him to the v-e-t to check him out and scan for a microchip. Right now mom is concerned that she won't be able to stuff him in a travel box for a couple of days. Hopefully by the weekend she will be able to touch him. She doesn't even want to try because she wants him to do things in his own time.
He was doing a bit better this evening, out from behind the couch and sitting on the back of it. Mom sat in the room with him tonight for while so he can get used to her. No pictures of him for a few days since mom thinks sticking the flashy box in his face might be pushing it. He seems to be sick with a runny nose and some sneezes. He is scared of mom because she is the one there when he was trapped, but dad can pet him just fine. That breaks mom's heart since she tried so hard for him all these months and now dad is the one he likes. Dad will be the one to try and take him to the vet tomorrow if he can get him in the box.
It breaks our hearts that he was out there on his own for so long, but hopefully he understands on some level that he is loved and we will take care of him.