So, the good news is that he is eating, drinking, and pooping (in the litter box thankfully).
However, he's still the invisible cat for the most part, still hiding residing in the storage crawlspace via the laundry room. When I came home today, I really didn't see any evidence that he'd been out. Any lint on the carpet could have been tracked around by me earlier this morning when I was leaving for work. I checked on him via the flashlight, getting that typical stare right back at me, unmoved and uninterested (like a cat).
I really should have worked out, but I was wiped out from work and a dental appointment, so I felt the need to nap. So about 90 minutes later, I am awake again and go downstairs. I find the usual gift bag of toothbrush and toothpaste from the dentist office on the floor in the dining room, which is not where I left it.
Upon further investigation, I found the plastic bag of catnip on the floor in the dining room. It had been on the dining room table, now it was chewed open and its contents strewn about. So, he's been out and climbing around on the dining room table, so at least he's getting out some. However, now he is occupying the storage space and he's high as a kite.
I broke out the vacuum cleaner to get up the scattered catnip and checked on him via flashlight again. He seems fine.
The name game is still on-going. It's not easy to attach a name to him when I can't even get to know him.
However, he's still the invisible cat for the most part, still I really should have worked out, but I was wiped out from work and a dental appointment, so I felt the need to nap. So about 90 minutes later, I am awake again and go downstairs. I find the usual gift bag of toothbrush and toothpaste from the dentist office on the floor in the dining room, which is not where I left it.
Upon further investigation, I found the plastic bag of catnip on the floor in the dining room. It had been on the dining room table, now it was chewed open and its contents strewn about. So, he's been out and climbing around on the dining room table, so at least he's getting out some. However, now he is occupying the storage space and he's high as a kite.
I broke out the vacuum cleaner to get up the scattered catnip and checked on him via flashlight again. He seems fine.
The name game is still on-going. It's not easy to attach a name to him when I can't even get to know him.
unsolicited advice -- but worth the price.
Date: 2016-04-06 01:45 pm (UTC)Don't force it… don't pick him up or "chase" him, know what I mean? You have the right idea to let him come to you… just limit his turf initially.
That's one of the differences between cats and dogs. A new dog will check out people first, a new cat will focus on environment first.
Re: unsolicited advice -- but worth the price.
Date: 2016-04-07 12:17 am (UTC)I don't think he's feral, just a bit unsettled. He's *slowly* acclimating I think. I don't chase him, I'm just going to let him come to me. Eventually, he'll get bored with storage space living and see what I'm doing.
Murphy the Cat did the same thing and he was raised from a kitten in a loving home. It took him two weeks to come out of that storage space, but he was fine after that.