a reply to: ancientthunder
Your story reminds me of the cat that i took out of a pet shop, she was so full of fear, shy, she hid herself under everything she could as a
It took me at least a few months to win her trust, but there were moments when she sat on my lap and suddenly felt threatened, her eyes wide open and
ready to attack in order to protect herself.
If that happened i just sat still and waited for her to go, she would walk away and after two minutes return as if nothing had happened.
She became quite big, almost 11 kg and enjoyed to run through the house as fast as she could from room to room.
At that time i was living downtown in an apartment on the second floor, this posed a problem for her because if she wanted to go outside, she had to
go down the stairs in the portico with the possibility to encounter one of my neighbors, who were strangers to her.
A few times i've tried to get her to get used to the portico and people but to no avail, she panicked and fled back into my apartment.
One time when i went up the stairs and she couldn't see me anymore, she started to mew very loud.
So while i wanted her to be free and taste the outside world, this was not going to happen because she was too afraid.
But after bad times come good times, i moved out of town to live in an house on the ground floor.
AT first when cars would pass it was quite fearful for her, but she got used to it in a matter of weeks, she also became quite an attraction for kids
and mothers who passed by on their way to school or mall.
During spring i've let the door open when i was at home, at first she would often sit in in the door opening, then a foot outside, whoops, back inside
because there is someone coming.
No one there? you no what, i'm a brave cat and i shall go outside now
But not far from the door opening of course, just in front, but she was outside.
During summer she was rather used to go outside and found a new route to run fast, go out the door and back in through the open window in my living
At the other side of the street there was a river with high grass on the riverbank, obviously full of life because suddenly frogs would hop around
through my living room, two times i've seen how she did that.
With a sudden jump after preparing, she would catch them and bring them inside.
It was beautiful to see how she overcame her fear and enjoyed being outside at the riverbank.