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donna_loomis

Unfulfilled Desire

9 years ago

We met Little Bit (a feral) when she was around three or four months old. My backyard neighbor had taken in a feral a few weeks before and said it was my turn, LOL. I spent time with her every morning and evening, sitting and watching her eat, moving my stool closer to her every day or so for nearly a month, then reaching out to gently stroke her while she ate. Gradually, she relaxed and my petting and stroking no longer caused her to flinch. One evening, as I was petting her, I moved my hand down toward her belly. She didn't flinch, so I decided the time was now. I picked her up and in a flash we were indoors. Of course, she started to scrabble and I quickly let go of her. I ended up with just a few tiny scratches on my chest. She ran around the room like the wild cat she was, then disappeared for several days. Don't know where she hid, but I know that she came out at night to eat, because she did survive. Eventually we saw her during daylight hours, but any movement, other than from the rest of the cat kids, made her disappear. I only got to pet her when she knew I was going to feed them. She learned very quickly that there was no food until I got love.


She is spending much more time in the open now. But it has been almost two years and she still will not let me hold her, nor will she sit on my lap. My one desire is that someday I will get to cuddle with her. She is so beautiful and she moves as if she is one with the air (as opposed to George's goofy bumbling attempts at grace, LOL). She reminds me of a ballerina. Is there any hope?


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