The Invisible Cat
My cat Roxy has a fun new habit – not all cat habits are fun, but this one is pretty cute. When I’m working in my home office, and not providing adequate pets (her definition, not mine), she stands up and puts her front paws on my leg, and bats gently at me. It’s cute partly because she doesn’t use her nails, and partly because I’m so proud of her for coming out and telling me she wants love. It wasn’t always that way. When Roxy and her brother came to us about two and a half years ago, she was a different cat. Beautiful, but untouchable. She spent weeks hiding behind the washing machine in their “safe integration room” (read: humongous bathroom). Weeks. We were pretty sure she came out to eat and to use the litter box, but it sure wasn’t until AFTER that door had closed. I’m pretty hands-on with my cats, and I was certainly was glad that her brother welcomed snuggles. I tried hard to be patient. After several week...