Yesterday afternoon I walked over to the shop, to see if the hard wired internet in there would work . . it would not.
I passed by my car and there was Cat, sitting there like he owned the place.
We keep the rug up there over the sun roof because she sharpens her claws on the gasket if it isn’t covered up. She thinks we put the rug up there to keep her comfy!
I got kinda close. She didn’t hiss but she didn’t want to be petted either. I get frustrated that she’s been around so long, we’re dedicated to providing for her, but we can’t make much headway with being her friend. Then I remember how wild she was when she first came here. She’s been here 5 years now. We may be as close to her as we’ll ever get but I’ll keep trying.