posted on Sep, 5 2021 @ 02:32 PM
a reply to: Atsbhct
Our buddy Roger, the black lab, rot, mix decided to go walkabout. He had been doing this for about six months, disappearing and coming home hours
later, often wet from the river. We found him tow days later up the road, picked him up and buried him with Sassy and Lucy, gone but not forgotten.
Sasha, came to us about 4 months ago, via rescue who found her wandering around in the next state. Sasha is a Siberian Husky who was deathly afraid of
me for weeks and we suppose that she was abused by a male brutalizer. She has come around to me now and we all get along fine.
Boots however our last cat could only put up with so much from a young pup like Sasha ad said, enough and also went walk about several months ago.
Boots was with us for about ten years. Traded a pair of boots for her hence, Boots.
How, our grand daughter has allowed us her two kittens to live with us. Blacky and Bluey. Bluey is a Russian Blue and quite exploratory. He is
standing at my office door right now looking out at the big world with wonder. Blacky is more skitty. Will still run for cover if you cough or walk in
his direction. Sasha however is jealous of both but otherwise is not bothered by them and the other way around as well. Well, other than we still need
to keep her from eating their food.
We to have to retrain ourselves. I had left my cherished coffee cup on the counter next to the sink and during a nap we hear a crash and found it in
pieces on the kitchen floor.
Pretty soon we will have to let the cats outside to see how they fair. Put food out for them as well and hope that their forays into the great unknown
do not leave them prey for other wilder critters. We refuse to make cats house only cats, it just ain't right. A couple of months more a acclimating
to our food and home base instincts should do it.