Goings-on with Gordon

Gordon is a thinker and he's been around the block.

I was on the road by 7:30 this morning. Lots of cats to serve breakfast to. My new friend, Gordon was at the top of the list. He needs insulin so the timing is important. I usually leave my cat clients to show you on Fridays but there have been so many lately that you'll see them pop up on any given day for awhile.We have become friends, Gord and I. He only half hides now. Just the front half.

 That tells me a lot. Plus I don't have to sit beside him and sweet talk him to come out. I just yell "Hey Gord" as I come in and he saunters out of his pretty lame hiding spot and joins me in the kitchen. We have come a long way in 4 days. That face had me at "Hello"
Now if only I could open the door for him I would be his bestest friend forever but It ain't gonna happen. "Sorry Gordo"

Isn't he just a darling. He is 17 years old and was once a feral which explains a lot to me.

He wants out but I have been given orders to keep him in.
Although frustrated with my lack of 'gettin' it', he is still a pretty happy guy now. We even played with his toys today. He has a whole box of them but I know his favorite toy is the next victim outside. :(

"I still want out!"


hugs, Deb