"We are all of us living in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." ~Oscar Wilde
"Adventure is worthwhile in itself." ~Amelia Earhart
November 6, 2015
Last night, I stayed down there with my Chromebook, trying to make him more comfortable. It seems to have worked a little. At least now he's not hiding behind a desk in the back room. He sleeps on the couch. Occasionally, we can lure him upstairs and he'll eat a bit. There's a litter box and water for him down there. He spooks at every sound. I guess it's a new environment and, of course, some cats are going to be frightened. I'm sure it'll just take time for him to get braver.
It probably doesn't help that The Cat Whose Name Shall Not Be Spoken is not happy about his presence. Though she hasn't actually attacked him, if he gets too close, she hisses. Boots really just wants to be friends but TCWNSNBS isn't having any of it. I don't think there'll actually be any problem but I doubt they will ever be friends.
Anyway, Boots was formerly a barn cat that lived with my mother's friends out in rural Minnesota. He kept killing birds so she wanted him out of her garden. And we were people she trusted so she didn't feel guilty about giving him away.