Well, the moving van came yesterday, and Murray and I have moved into our new apartment. I'm pleased to report that Murray has adjusted to it remarkably well. I had confined him to his carrier (which he wasn't happy about) while the movers did their thing, then let him out after the movers left, so Murray could explore. (I got a scare when I went out to my car to bring in a few things, and I returned to realize that I'd left the sliding glass door to the patio open - but fortunately, Murray hadn't escaped!) Murray looked kind of wary at first, kind of slunk around the apartment, but after a few passes around the rooms, he seemed okay. He lay out in the middle of the floor in his usual "I'm interested in what's going on, but not worried" pose. He napped a little bit in the closet, then reappeared. He ate well and used the litter box. He slept with me in the bed last night. In short, all was pretty much normal, and he seems at home already. I think it helps to have the same furniture, rugs, etc., and to have the litter box and food dishes in similar locations to where they were in the previous house. Also it helped to have me home for most of the day.
I decided not to confine him to a small room for the first few days to adjust, then let him out, because I know Murray pretty well, and he is an inquisitive little guy, an explorer at heart, and I thought he would appreciate being able to explore the entire apartment. And I was right. He did really well. (He only hid when the cable guy came, and even then he came out after a while.) I'm very happy with how well he has adapted.
I decided not to confine him to a small room for the first few days to adjust, then let him out, because I know Murray pretty well, and he is an inquisitive little guy, an explorer at heart, and I thought he would appreciate being able to explore the entire apartment. And I was right. He did really well. (He only hid when the cable guy came, and even then he came out after a while.) I'm very happy with how well he has adapted.