Well, last night CJ experienced his first thunderstorm indoors. Poor guy, judging from his reaction he has been traumatized by them for years. But by the end he had figured out that he was safe inside the house.
He continues to be the consummate gentleman, treating the other cats with the utmost respect and politeness. He allows them to "count coup" without reacting. He sniffs noses, and allows the boys to invade his personal space without a hiss, spit or baring of teeth. He usually just walks away, which is the perfect way to diffuse the situation.
This morning he discovered the bed and the wonderful things called PILLOWS!!! He made himself quite comfortable and had a grand time purring and lounging. I tried to take a picture, but he moved when I brought out the phone.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Adventures of CJ, Part 2
After much deliberation, much pressure from my enabling friends and a phone conversation with Dr. Ledbury, I have decided to see if CJ would like to be an indoor cat.
Last night I let him venture out into the house for a few minutes. He did really great.
This morning he again ventured out with even more interesting results. He came into contact with each and every one of my cats this morning. Oddly enough, the girls really liked him. Lucy decided to hang out in the bathroom with him, Alex walked right next to him, Colette pushed him out of his food dish, and he allowed her to do so with gentlemanly grace. The boys were not so enamored, but not one time did he show aggression or concern. He ignored Bosco's "short man syndrome" posturing and indulgently allowed Henderson and Jacob to invade his personal space.
When it came time to leave for work I had to remove Lucy from the bathroom while she protested loudly. However, it is too soon in the integration process to allow them to remain together unsupervised.
All in all, the first two meetings have gone well. I am feeling quite optimistic.
Last night I let him venture out into the house for a few minutes. He did really great.
This morning he again ventured out with even more interesting results. He came into contact with each and every one of my cats this morning. Oddly enough, the girls really liked him. Lucy decided to hang out in the bathroom with him, Alex walked right next to him, Colette pushed him out of his food dish, and he allowed her to do so with gentlemanly grace. The boys were not so enamored, but not one time did he show aggression or concern. He ignored Bosco's "short man syndrome" posturing and indulgently allowed Henderson and Jacob to invade his personal space.
When it came time to leave for work I had to remove Lucy from the bathroom while she protested loudly. However, it is too soon in the integration process to allow them to remain together unsupervised.
All in all, the first two meetings have gone well. I am feeling quite optimistic.
Adventures of CJ
Last Tuesday I took CJ to the vet to FINALLY be neutered. He had to go a day early so they could make sure he didn't eat before his surgery the following day. And I decided to leave him an extra day so he could recuperate- with him being an outdoor cat and all.
Well, when I went to pick him up Thursday evening a bit of drama ensued. He had licked his incision on one side and caused himself some problems- things poking out that weren't supposed to, stuff like that. So, after some poking, gluing and placement of a collar, he was sent home with orders to stay INDOORS for 4-5 days. WHAT? I was pretty well stuck doing it, because leaving him at the vet was not an option- he absolutely WILL NOT EAT at the vet's office AND he can't eat wearing "the cone."
So, he has been inside my bathroom since Thursday night. Luckily, I was off this weekend and was able to go in every few hours and remove "the cone" so he could eat. He's gained weight and has been quite happy inside, which surprised me, and led to a monumental decision on my part (see Adventures of CJ, Part 2).
Well, when I went to pick him up Thursday evening a bit of drama ensued. He had licked his incision on one side and caused himself some problems- things poking out that weren't supposed to, stuff like that. So, after some poking, gluing and placement of a collar, he was sent home with orders to stay INDOORS for 4-5 days. WHAT? I was pretty well stuck doing it, because leaving him at the vet was not an option- he absolutely WILL NOT EAT at the vet's office AND he can't eat wearing "the cone."
So, he has been inside my bathroom since Thursday night. Luckily, I was off this weekend and was able to go in every few hours and remove "the cone" so he could eat. He's gained weight and has been quite happy inside, which surprised me, and led to a monumental decision on my part (see Adventures of CJ, Part 2).
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