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nice day, new friend.
2020-02-24 @ 4:30 p.m.
it's 61 degrees today! amazing, gorgeous day. i didn't have to wear long johns under my clothes, which is always nice, but it was still cool enough that i could wear cozy boots and a big sweater. i'm just writing today because it is a super nice day and i adopted the kitty i went to see over the weekend! i saw his big gorgeous face and knew i had to take him home. he looked so sad, so scared. the first lady i spoke with told me that they didn't know his history, but the vet ended up being at the shelter instead of the first lady (first lady forgot she had a wedding to attend that day, oops) and told me that he had been rescued from a home where an old lady had passed away. she found this gentleman outside where a colony of strays had cropped up and took him and a few others in. right now, the poor baby is hiding under my bed. i could tell when i met him at the shelter that he was terrified of people. they told me he didn't like to be handled, and when i got there the guy put the big gloves on to take him out for me, but i told him it wasn't necessary, let him just relax and look at me. he didn't hiss at me like he did everyone else, he just watched me quietly. i thought that was a good sign. then, i fed him some of his favorite foods on a spoon, and he let me feed him calmly without hissing, which i also took as a good sign. he's so beautiful and i think with some time and patience he will warm up and become a good buddy. he just needs to learn to trust humans again. he had been at the shelter for a year, they said, and since he was so terrified of everyone and everything he didn't get taken out to the adoption days like the other more social cats. he's just been sleeping and eating, locked in a cage, every day for a year. i felt so bad for him that i had to take him home. and, by the way, all of that sleeping and eating and not playing made mr kitty a BIG kitty. he's huge! once he gets settled in and comfortable i hope he wants to play because he sure needs the exercise. saturday night i brought him home and just opened the door to the cage and let him listen and look around. at first he stayed crushed up all the way in the back, and as the night went on he crept closer and closer to the opening. finally, i saw an ear, then a big head, then his head and arms sticking out. he just sat there and watched me eat dinner, would go out a couple feet and sniff around, then go back in. go out a little further, sniff, then back in. slowly expanding his radius. i haven't bothered him at all, just kind of pretended i didn't notice him. i don't want him to feel overwhelmed. let him get comfortable in the new environment first, let him feel like he's in charge (because who am i kidding, he will be soon), and then i can introduce myself. last night he sat at the end of the couch, completely out of the cage, and watched me eat dinner, then went into the kitchen to sniff around. after he went back into the cage, i went to wash my hair (which takes quite a while). when i was done, i went into my room to get my fresh clothes on, and who do i see in my bed! i was like oh, hello sir! looks like you are making yourself at home! he was startled by me but didn't hiss or get up and run away, so i just told him to have a good nap and left him alone. baby steps for this big boy. but i do hope he comes around. anyway, that's all i was writing for today, i'm just really excited and hoping for the best! i'm excited to have a little roommate again, even if it takes a while for our relationship to blossom. i'll keep you updated! <3 |