When I first took Jericho home he acted like I took him to a different universe, by running under my bed and sniffing everything around him. I knew he wasn’t going to feel comfortable unless I added some cat toys, like a mouse into his new environment. But even with his new toys he would rather play with my feet at the end of my bed than his new scratching post. It didn’t take much for him to be entertained, a paper ball or a cardboard box would do just fine. But as time grew on “laziness” started to kick in. He just wants to sleep all the time. He’s not very active anymore, and he has no interest in playing or running. He doesn’t even care about chasing his toys around. When I throw his mouse, he just sits there looking up at me like I’m an idiot. But even though he’s not as hyper as he used to be, he still surprises me by being so mischievous at times.