Today I am thankful for Binq. When she arrived, she had some problems. Didn't want to leave the Mews Room. Didn't want to go out. Grabbed at my hands with her claws out (ouch). Was sightly afraid of everything. Wouldn't enter the bedroom because she seemed to think it was Lori's place.
She has adjusted. After 1.5 years, she feels free in all the house. When I open the deck door in the mornibng, she is usually the 1st one out. She still doesn't like to go out on the lawn, but "out" is "out and she loves to watch the birds and squirrels. She still grabs at my hands, but with claws in and not so often. She greets me in the bedroom now each morning, dancing around for attention (and she gets it).
Most of my previous cats have adapted rapidly to the house and yard. I was worried about Binq taking much longer. But that means she had farther to go to adapt and she has done it well.
Binq has now become an easy cat to live with. OK, Marley is easiest, but he has a lot more years of experience. But Binq is close in spite of her younger age.
Taz still has the occasional peeing issue. Lori still has a habit of whapping passer-byes. Marley is fussy about his food.
Binq eats anything. She is a very clean cat. She never starts fussies. She likes me, though I still haven't gotten a lap visit. Well, some cats never do that and she seems very sensitive to belly contact. She doesn't want to catch birds or jump over the fence. She is a real house womancat!
So I am very thankful I adopted her...
Different days, but her favorite spot...
