Wrecking Progress With Milo
Apr. 10th, 2016 09:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kybearfuzzAfter dealing with more car stuff earlier this morning, I took a much needed nap.
It's been almost a week now and Milo the Cat (the name I'm keeping) was making a bit of progress. He looked at me through the open laundry room door and meowed at me briefly before vanishing again earlier. He has started hiding behind boxes and it worries me when I can't see him.
So before dinner, I decided to crawl into the storage area to check on him. I found LOTS of empty boxes that need to be cleared out (mental note for spring cleaning). As I got close to him, he bolted farther away. I crawled after him and he ran into the laundry room.
I cornered him next to the hot water heater and he started meowing at me. Not in an aggressive way, but like he was afraid. I put my hand out for him to smell it and he did. I managed to scratch his head and behind his ears, though he continued to have this sad meow going. I thought I was making some strides, but I quickly trashed them with what happened next.
Milo bolted around me, but I tried to catch him. Out of reflex, I grabbed for him, but only snagged his tail. I should have just let him go and I don't know why I didn't. With his tail in my hand, he FREAKED (understandably). I tried to calm him down and he wasn't having any of it. He attacked the flashlight still in my other hand and I was shocked how panicked he was. The bowls of dry cat food and water went flying all over and I finally let go.
Crap, I thought, now he'll be even more skittish around me.
So I cleaned up the mess, checked on him via flashlight again and he ran from me, and ate dinner. I guess we'll see what happens tomorrow.
It's been almost a week now and Milo the Cat (the name I'm keeping) was making a bit of progress. He looked at me through the open laundry room door and meowed at me briefly before vanishing again earlier. He has started hiding behind boxes and it worries me when I can't see him.
So before dinner, I decided to crawl into the storage area to check on him. I found LOTS of empty boxes that need to be cleared out (mental note for spring cleaning). As I got close to him, he bolted farther away. I crawled after him and he ran into the laundry room.
I cornered him next to the hot water heater and he started meowing at me. Not in an aggressive way, but like he was afraid. I put my hand out for him to smell it and he did. I managed to scratch his head and behind his ears, though he continued to have this sad meow going. I thought I was making some strides, but I quickly trashed them with what happened next.
Milo bolted around me, but I tried to catch him. Out of reflex, I grabbed for him, but only snagged his tail. I should have just let him go and I don't know why I didn't. With his tail in my hand, he FREAKED (understandably). I tried to calm him down and he wasn't having any of it. He attacked the flashlight still in my other hand and I was shocked how panicked he was. The bowls of dry cat food and water went flying all over and I finally let go.
Crap, I thought, now he'll be even more skittish around me.
So I cleaned up the mess, checked on him via flashlight again and he ran from me, and ate dinner. I guess we'll see what happens tomorrow.
