please pray for psycho kitty...or eliot as I have renamed him.
eliot came to us last night via the rescue cat lady across the street.
"could you keep him overnight in your attic?"
(attic, as in my office, reading room, t.v. room, cozy homey space)
"of course we can"
(NOTE TO SELVES: REMEMBER TO ASK WHY??? WHY CAN'T SAID KITTY STAY OVERNIGHT AT YOUR HOUSE?)
we take eliot upstairs, prepare a litter box, fresh water, food, and a special can of stinky wet food to welcome him.
poor psycho eliot. he hasn't stopped wandering around the room and growling since 8:00 last night. I slept up here on the futon, to try and keep him company. uhh, wait. let me say I laid down on the futon, but I did NOT sleep all night. Neither did beloved, one floor below behind two closed doors. eliot is rather LOUD.
he rubs up against my legs, and growls. he wants me to scritch his ears, and growls.
clearly, he is so disoriented. clearly, transitions are extremely hard for him. poor kitty.
pray for him to orient fast!
I know he will settle in ....but wow, he is going to be a hard one to find a permanent foster, let alone permanent home.
he is gorgeous, though.
guess I will be spending the day in the attic to keep him company in his disorientation. sigh.
Turning Around On The Windowsill - photo taken April 2017
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