Needed to take one kitty to the vet…
…diagnosis, minor UTI infection, possibly surfaced due to stress and long trip confined, but now under treatment and much happier kitty. The other was willing to cross the room and sniff my hand this morning, still not inviting touch, but trying to assess who I am. This is progress.
We are still sleeping at 8pm until 6:30 Am, just worn out. We watch telly and just crash. But so far all is well: the boxes shipped made it here: the whole house is awash in packing tissue—and we are still sorting.
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We had a cat from the shelter who was fine with other cats but skittish with people. We played the fingersniff game. We stuck a finger out for Steve to sniff, and when he sniffed it, we didn't touch him or try anything that would spook him, just let him sniff and walk off to the strains of, "Good Steve! Good fingersniff game! Good boy!" He soon started petting us, especially with his tail. I finally had him purring under the toilet tank when I started skritching him in the bathroom. He moved under my hand to where he wanted it, I obeyed, and he purred. He finally slept with us at night and when I was sick. We miss him. He was 8 when cancer & ESRF got him. Too young.