Well, there was a change of circumstance. I found out that the Aby in NJ had been abused, had been kept in a tiny, mold-ridden bathroom for over a year and had had almost no human contact during that time. Since he was rescued by the humane society, he has become a very loving, gentle kitty. He loves people and other cats and craves companionship from both.
How could I resist? It was a 2 hr drive in summertime shore traffic each way, but he sang to me the whole way home. He's currently exploring the bedroom and trilling and purring.
Tinker's going to get a new name.I found out the shelter had been calling him that because his previous "owner" called him Stinker. Geez. He's going to get some sort of noble sounding name, probably Egyptian.
He is home furrever now.