I just gave him some Aunty poopsie scritchies - thank you!
I think, considering his heart must be broken, that he is doing amazingly well. Poor little man. I am finding it hard not to judge his owner for giving him up at this late stage in his life. I know I would do anything and everything to keep my cats with me - even when I was out of work a copule of years ago and it looked for a long time that I would lose my home, I had a back-up plan (one that was far from ideal for me, but the cats would've been safe and happy) that meant I would keep my cats. They're family.
Remember the 'nip you gave them for Christmas? Figgy loves it! I've been sprinkling it everywhere he sits and he's been rolling around and creating slimy slug trails with it...
He can take as much time as he needs, hopefully he will come to love it here and he'll be happy again.
I'm going to buy him some treats and toys this afternon, and cooking some fish (ugh, the smell, I can't bear it) for his dinner - anything I can think of to help him relax.