Scaredy Cat Jangles – Continued

I’m starting to think in Blog!  Is this normal, seeing everything in small bite sized pieces of information to put into the next post?  I fear I have joined the ever growing STS (society of the insane). I must admit, though, I rather enjoy the company here. My ever growing hoard of furry critters don’t seem to mind either. They are rather enjoying the attention.

So Jangles arrives at home and I am excited beyond belief. What does she do? She disappears underneath the bed for weeks on end. Not quite how I had anticipated this to go. She had her own room and we gave her space to settle but the poor thing was so frightened and traumatized that it took weeks before we could even get to pet her. The fact that a dog existed in the house certainly didn’t help matters, although we kept them well apart. Just a point regarding what her previous home must have been like, remember I said she was returned to Cat-A-Holics because she was “weeing in the wrong places”? Well, even in her most fearful state, she has done nothing but use the litter tray to perfection! Makes one think, doesn’t it?

So sad, the most beautiful cat in the world, with a hugely loving personality, too scared from past experiences ever to be seen by anyone but my husband and myself.  However, although that still remains the fact and, even though it has taken over a year and half’s worth of patience, she has come out of her shell remarkably. She has finally realized that play time is just great and love is the best thing ever!. Funnily enough, the only other person whom she allows to touch her is my “I’m not a cat person” Dad. From his side, not a visit goes by without him saying “I just have to go and find Jangles to say hello”.  Hmm, I think he might just be a convert.

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17 responses to “Scaredy Cat Jangles – Continued

  1. It’s really worth it, isn’t it – even if you’re the only ones who get to see her! We have a cat who turned up on our doorstep as a nearly dead kitten. We fed him and he moved in. We didn’t get to touch him for three months! He’s still a very suspicious fellow of all visitors but the most loving animal in private 🙂

  2. Sam is the same way. Very loving and playful with us, but nobody else ever gets to see him because he runs off and hides in a safe place when the doorbell rings. He’s never gotten over that either. We adopted him from the shelter at 6 weeks and he’s now 12 years old and still shy around EVERYONE but his “parents”…..we like it that way though! 😀 😀

    Pam

  3. I’ll let Jangles know that she is not alone. About to post a pic of Jangles (I thought I’d been very clever finding out how to schedule a post but now realise that is not such a great idea – forgot to put her photo in before it went out, all on it’s own)

  4. Just took Mom a while to figure out what she was doing (and to find the photo – couldn’t remember which device it was on. This techno life gets a bit confusing sometimes)

  5. Hey Jangles, Jet here.

    What a blessed furrever family you found. Puffy, Fluffy, and I had horrible beginnings, we cannot even discuss them years later, however, with the continuing love and support of your furrever family you have and will continue to enjoy the life you deserve. Sending Jetty kisses (us K9s aren’t so bad if you give us a chance!)…

  6. Hi Jet, I’ll try to tell Jangles about he kisses you sent but I doubt she’ll come round to loving them. Litchi (the dog) would, of course, be delighted to take them on her behalf. The other rescue cats in the hoard would also be rather taken with you. They think K9’s are cool

  7. I have had to retire as animal custodian, companion, slave, whatever we are to cats and dogs. At the height of my animal care taking, I lived with three dogs and seven cats, one a Newfie dog who thought she was a cat and wanted to sit on my lap. Many funny, urgent, and yes, sad tales later, I handed the last three cats over to my son and went to live in a cat free place. Now I just enjoy Mischa the neighbour cat who sleeps outside my window and Rudy from two doors over who harasses her.
    I also think in blog now. ARRGH!

    • Isn’t it frightening how a blog can take over your life? I now see each moment in life with a new perspective. I am glad to hear that you have, at least, neighbouring animals to keep you company, even if you had to relinquish your own pets/owners/slave-masters.

  8. I think in Blog, too! Maybe we should start a support group! 😉
    I tip my hat to you and your hubby for being so patient with Jangles and letting her warm up to you slowly. If I were in that same situation, I would have jumped to conclusions and thought “Maybe she does not like me!”

    • I am so glad I am not the only one and I definitely think we need a support group – Bloggers Anonymous to follow shortly – should be a huge success. Maybe we could hit Freshly Pressed with it! PS – there’s no way I could ever cope with the thought that a cat didn’t like me. Then I’d definitely go insane.

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