Vince and I were talking about whether we’re staying or going when he retires. I was telling him that I have to figure out how I’m going to get Cat to the new location IF we move. Vince said “Cat is NOT going!” I said “Oh, yes she is!” Settled. She’s going with us. The problem is . . I can pet her so long as it’s her idea and on her terms. I have never really picked her up. I have zero idea how I get her in a crate to move her. I have no idea how I would get her out to let her go to the bathroom, or how I would open the crate to put in fresh food and water.
I have a lot of work ahead of me. It’s taken well over two years for me to be able to pet her so who knows how long it will take to get her to where I can pick her up and who knows if I can ever get her in a crate! I think if I could get to where I could pick her up, then I could throw a quilt (or two or three) over her and pick her up and get her in a crate.
I’m committed to figuring it out. Every day for the past few days, I’ve been picking her up . . just a little. I’ll pet her a little, then put my hand under her front (just behind her front legs) and pick her up front half up off the ground but leave her back legs on the ground. She doesn’t seem to even notice . . so long as I’m petting her.
Look at her sitting on the corner of the house waiting for me. Every morning she sits in the exact same spot waiting for me to get done with the chickens. She knows my routine and she knows the chickens get let out and then she gets fed and gets her morning loving.
We really have to think about whether it would be best to take her. I would never just leave her here unattended but if we sell the house before we leave and the owners want to keep her, she might be better off left in her familiar surroundings if we’re sure they would take good care of her. Or, maybe we can just stay here til Cat’s time is up and then we can leave. I would never go off and leave her without new caretakers but I wouldn’t want to take her to an unfamiliar area and have her not adjust and . . well . . I don’t know what happens when cats don’t adjust. I wish I knew how old she is because if she’s a young cat, we probably are not staying til she’s no longer with us.
Goodness . . how did we get to the point that our future is controlled by one feral cat? Boots will come with us. Rita will come with us. Chickens? Probably not.
The good news for the critters is that we probably have several years .. maybe longer before we have to make these decisions but I have really come to like Cat. She has been such a challenge. She was one hissing cat just a year or so ago and now, she doesn’t hesitate to hiss when she deems it necessary but it’s sometimes over a month between hisses.
I don’t think Boots has ever hissed at me, but Boots is one special kitty. As we’ve looked at houses recently, one thing I’ve been looking for is a place I can put a litter box. I do not like those things but chances are, he will be inside in our next house. Not sure how he or I will deal with that . . but we’ll figure it out. He’s so independent and I do not like cats in the kitchen or on the table. I guess if I can tame Cat, I can surely teach Boots to stay off the table. Right??