August has entered with sunshine and warm breezes. It is beautiful today and the cats are lazing on the deck. I am just back from the little sleepy town of Almonte after taking care of 3 kitties in one home. Two live indoors and one lives out. The one outside is feral (of course) and only comes close to eat and drink water.
My job is to be sure he gets both daily for this week. I have other plans. I want him to get to trust me so I'll be working on that.
"Oh, hello there." It seems there is another cat that wants me to know he is in the area and looking for some attention. This is the neighbour's cat and he is a little cuddle-bug. "Don't eat Parry's food" I tell him. He just hones in for another rub-down.
Look at those paws. He's a polydactyl cat
Back home Ed & Sierra are hanging out and Lily just 'vants to be alone'
I gave her a good combing last night looking all over for any signs of distress but all looks good. I think she's just fickle. I told her that Ed's still 'got it' and won't be waiting around for her. She doesn't care.
It was my last visit with Twinkle this morning. I feel we really made great strides the last few days. He was a huge challenge but this morning he let me pet him all over and took his last bit of treats from my hand and never hissed at me once. It was all about making him feel that he was in control so that he would feel safe. Giving him lots of time, a token of treats and just sitting quiet helped him calm down. I took the smallest baby-steps I have ever taken with a cat and it worked. It took 4 days.
hugs, Deb