Tonight, Cindy looked at my hand and didn’t run away. Oh, sure, she ran away from it plenty of other times tonight, but there was that one time I showed her the hand and she maybe, just maybe equated it with petting and did not run away. I petted her twice on her back after that, and she walked away a little bit, but she did not bolt, and the whole reaction–from both of us–was very mellow. That’s just what I wanted! Petting is normal–that’s what I want her to learn. Normal in a good, kind, home and house sort of way.
Cindy moved to the kitchen about a couple weeks ago, give or take a week–this timing is not clear since I was taking a short blogging break. I was pretty unhappy with it because I used to lie down next to her every night in the spare room, formerly the bedroom. She would be in her green soft carrier and I’d be pretty close and could deflect a bully like Wave almost every time, unless it was a real sneak attack. Due to the bullying, she ran and just switched like that! to a carrier under the side table in the kitchen.
Ugh, I thought, I don’t want to lay down next to a carrier in the kitchen. I spent several nights sleeping on the bed feeling luxurious but missing Cindy. Then I realized how much time was passing. I put a small meditation cushion on the kitchen floor–something I’ve never really used for its intended purpose–and sat on it to play with Cindy. I noticed, as in my last post, that she was gaining courage in the kitchen, going to the window and also waiting out in the kitchen for her food when I got home. Then I noticed she was frolicky in the morning and I had a play session with her today on a yoga mat, in the kitchen. And I came home at lunch and had another short play session with the Cat Charmer. Tonight I started play sessions with the Cat Charmer and with the Cat Dancer and was somewhat aggressive in my pursuit of getting some pets on her back.
It worked! In the space of about twenty minutes she went from running from the hand to purring when she got sneak pets without visuals, to waiting for a few play motions and then for pets (still without seeing the hand). She made a couple swats at my hand when I tried to show it at first, but stood still. Finally, that moment. A gentle sniff of the hand and then I got my two pets in.
One day she will be able to be picked up. I gotta believe this!