It's been almost 7 weeks since I was trapped in my backyard and brought inside the house. Since then, I've had a hard time adjusting to life on the inside. I've spent most of my time hiding behind the couch. Not that it's been so bad because there is a heater vent back there. I also don't have to worry about finding food anymore. I started exploring the house at night, but I got stressed out and started pulling fur out of my tail. My mom and dad found clumps of my tail fur around the house and that upset them. I lost my exploring privileges and now I'm back in my safe room until I feel more secure.
I suppose that now that you have seen this photo, my secret is out! On Saturday morning I decided that I'd let my new mom pet me a little bit. That seemed to make her happy. On Sunday morning when she came in to sit with me, I let her pet me. A lot. Then she invited me to sit on her lap on a soft blankie. It sounded like a good idea so I hopped in her lap and stayed there for 2 whole hours while I remembered what it was like to be petted and loved. I even let out a little purr!
I'm not feral. It's just been a couple of years since I've known love and happiness. It's still going to take me awhile to realize that my life has forever changed and I don't need to be afraid anymore. Being afraid has become a habit I need to break. I'll get there. I spent the rest of the day back behind the couch.
