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.