Elvis is taking this self-isolation seriously

When Elvis first arrived and took over one of Paquito's cuchas I noticed he was not a morning cat. It was odd because the other cats are. He would stay in his cucha until I would go wake him so he could eat breakfast and then would go back to sleep. That worked well because I did not want him around my boys and Katie.

Monday I could not find him anywhere and I then heard a faint meow coming from one of the garbage cans that I used to use for my rain catchment but that had developed a leak and I now use to store my weedeater and other garden tools.

I went to look inside but the garbage can is black and he is equally dark add to that...that I am half-blind...and he was hard to make out. Can you spot him?

It wasn't until he looked up and meowed again that I spotted his eyes and tongue.

We had strong thunderstorms Sunday night and he probably got scared or did not want to get wet.  This trash container is undercover so he found himself a waterproof and camouflage cucha.

Yesterday he barely came out and I was getting worried.  I was washing dishes when I saw him jump on top of the old washing machine where I feed him but put away as soon as he is done as I do not want anymore encounters with possums or raccoons!  Would you believe he ate and went back to sleep?

This afternoon he would not come out.  I put his disposable bowl next to him but he barely ate. I thought is he going to die?  I hope not because I have a bad back and can not possibly dig a hole to bury him!  I kept on pestering him and he finally came out of his new hiding place to eat.  I took that opportunity to take out all my tools and then put the pillow and bedding from his old cucha so he will be more comfortable as we are expecting rains this evening and a cold front tomorrow.

This is how he looked this afternoon

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