Topic: New Cats
Day three, Tucker was under a pillow on the sofa when I made coffee at five in the morning– encouraging sign. He quickly ran to behind the love-seat. We’ve designated that as their safe place and we won’t disturb them. We left the house until three, giving them time to adjust to the house. Maybe the space is so big it is intimidating. We don’t know if they were confined to a room for their first ten months or not.
Bob reached behind the love-seat from above and brushed the kitties with a brush while talking calmly to them and repeating their names. So much for our promise not to disturb them in their safe place. Once his arm grew tired, he picked up the black one, Detective Tucker, and read for a few hours with the cat on his lap under a cover. Tucker left after an hour, stretched, explored part of the living room before returning to his sister behind the love-seat. She remained hidden all day.
Bob found Tucker and put him on his lap while we watched the CSI marathon that evening. Tucker quickly went under the covers. After an hour, he was so relaxed he lay on his back with his front paws sticking up. From my sofa, opposite Bob’s, it looked like two tent poles poking up from between Bob’s knees. Later, Bob said Tucker was twitching; he must have been in REM sleep. Bob carried Tucker to bed with us and he stayed under the covers, eventually crawling to the bottom of the waterbed. Around one in the morning, Tucker made his way beside Bob’s leg and Bob lifted the covers, letting him out. The black kitty’s designation is now "Detective Tucker, Undercover Kitty."
