Journal

Finally… a little progress on the “get Fang out from under the sofa” project…

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… 🤞🏼🤞🏼🤞🏼

I now have a cat under my sofa… sigh.The next problem to solve… 🤦🏻‍♀️

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 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…

Fang is becoming my yoga buddy… meaning I do yoga, he stares at me judgmentally… 🤣🤣🤣

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…

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…

Is it rude to eat ribs and crunchy vegetables in front of a toothless cat?