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She was NOT happy! Nor was she shy about letting me know she wasn't happy. In the car she howled! So often I hesitate to let people know how I'm feeling! Once in the house, she stepped out of the cat carrier, flattened her ears, took a wild look around and disappeared behind the refrigerator! Not at all like me who, when faced with a scary situation, tries to act like I'm not frightened. Sometimes hiding makes senseShe stayed there about 12 hours, then, the next morning, crept out and began to explore, just a little bit at a time. Several times she dove back to the 'fridge to spend another hour or so. Now I don't really know what was going on in her kitty mind, but I suspect it was something like: it's dark, and safe here. i can hide and listen and smell and figure out what's going on and if it's really safe. The next day I blew it by turning on the vacuum cleaner. I didn't even know where she'd gone until I peaked under the bed. It was late evening before she ventured out again. Time does healThe third night she was much more at home, playing, eating and more or less behaving like herself. Today I rigged a window so she can come and go as she pleases. The dog next door barked and scared her right back into the house, for awhile. Now she's dozing on the bed, almost totally comfortable and leaving me admiring her capacity to take care of herself, to do exactly what she needed to do to feel safe, while she adjusted to change. And that's what I think we need to learn from cats:
Love, peace and abundance,
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