Day Two

[kybearfuzz]

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.

Comments

[ricksf.livejournal.com]

Sounds very standard cat behavior. Some years ago I had a 'loaner kitty' from friends who stayed with me for nearly six months. She'd always been skittish and upon arrival took up residence behind the couch, only coming out to use the litter box and pick at a little food. After several days I was concerned for her health. Moved the couch away to find her hiding in terror. Spoke softly, gently gave a pet, and she went back to hiding. But it seemed to break the spell. Over the next week she'd come out for longer and longer periods, then started looking for a bit of company (gentle welcomes given), then jumped on the couch one day and went into full cuddle mode. She completely came out of her shell (her owner said she was a different cat) and is actually the reason for why I have Miss Thing now. We just need to give them time, I think.

And hide the catnip better!

[kybearfuzz.livejournal.com]

I hid the catnip in a cupboard he can't open.

At least it shows he's been exploring the house, I guess.