We’ve reached a couple of milestones with the new kitty. Momo.
This week is the first week where I was allowed to pick him up, pet him without him hissing, and, most surprisingly, when I brushed him, he said “okay, I’ll lie down” and I brushed him for a good two minutes before he got overstimulated and jumped to the floor.
We successfully trimmed his claws. An unqualified success in that he didn’t freak out, hiss, attack, or that sort of thing. He mewed at us a handful of times but it wasn’t even particularly piteously. It went as well as if he were our cat and had been for years.
We have introduced The Baby Gate so that the cats may walk right up to each other and sniff, hiss, freak out, and that sort of thing without engaging in actual violence. Tonight was the first night we set up the baby gate and walked away for a few minutes. (Nobody jumped the gate.)
We’ve had a handful of times where Momo has left his private room and sniffed around the bathroom, the kitchen, and front room to be challenged by one of the established cats where everything usually just goes pear-shaped and Momo retreats to privacy and the other cats hide under the bed once the door to the private room is shut… but the freakouts have more of the underlying flavor of “irritation at change” rather than “terror of the unknown”.
Soon he’ll be ready for the General Population. Maybe. For definitions of “soon” that allow for “August”.
So… what’s on your docket?