Kiki and I made it through our first evening and a day together. I have to say, selfishly, it is nice to have him around.
Most of that time he spent inside my sleeping bag. Which is actually a blessing... I am gathering if he makes it his spot to sleep, then perhaps, just perhaps, he won't be compelled to get back at me by urinating on it.
These are mighty big requests at this point, I know.
Last night the low was 29F. I would have never known it first hand. Having a furry space heater crammed inside a sleeping bag with you is actually quite utilitarian. :) Slept very well.
As I write this on evening two, he is all the more calm, spending a peaceful evening with my coworker and I in the small airport FBO building.