Finally… a little progress on the “get Fang out from under the sofa” project…
The next day…
Hansel & Gretel
Fang’s still under the sofa… It’s come down to the Hansel and Gretel solution… please please please follow the breadcrumbs home, you little lunatic… 🤞🏼🤞🏼🤞🏼
And of course…
I now have a cat under my sofa… sigh.
The next problem to solve… 🤦🏻♀️
Leaving Thunderdome!
I got the medicine on him! Finally!!
This morning, in pure desperation, I puree’d a can of tuna with a stick blender et voila! Kitty crack. The doors of Thunderdome have been flung open…
Socialization…
Socialization training starts today…
This is dinner and a movie for the foreseeable future… At least I get better pics of him – a plus for me but he doesn’t seem terribly amused by the situation…
Somewhere in the next three days, I’ve got to get the lice meds onto the back of his neck… absolutely zero clue how I’m going to get him to let me do that… #imscrewed
Sunday morning yoga buddy…
Fang is becoming my yoga buddy… meaning I do yoga, he stares at me judgmentally… 🤣🤣🤣
Top o’ the world
We’re making progress each day… today he’s sitting on top of his box….
He’s starting to talk also… little yowls. He’s probably asking me where his teeth are and WTF is he doing living in Thunderdome…
Making progress…
New angles… For both of us.
He’s out of the box and eating with me working at the table…
I’m sleeping on the sofa hoping he’ll get used to me faster…
First venture out…
First tentative foray and peek around… then straight back into the box… 🤣🤣🤣 #slowlybutsurely
First date…
Is it rude to eat ribs and crunchy vegetables in front of a toothless cat?