
We went looking for an apartment, me, my bf and a buddy of ours, and I kept an eye out for places that would allow pets, and luck was it that the third apartment we looked at did indeed allow them, and that we got it. I picked the kitten I've been holding off for months at the place we used to live, refusing to give him up to someone else in case I could take him with me. Imagine my joy when I realized that I could.
We moved in yesterday, and had to drive 1.5 hours to get there, and the kitty handled that surprisingly well. He's eating, sleeping and shitting as normal, and that's good. He caught on to the scratch post rather quickly, and has a couple toys he brawls with. He mostly sleeps in the carrier cage, as that probably smells the most like "home", with the scents of the other cats he used to hang with.
He is 18 weeks today.

I'll have him neutered and chipped shortly, just need to plan it out so it won't crash with uni. Hopefully, I can get someone to drive me aswell.
Right now, he's running around with a yellow, squeaking toy mouse in his mouth.