Creature of the night
Sep. 14th, 2020 12:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blogcutterI had rather a sleepless night last night. Shortly after midnight, I heard a plaintive mew from Crystal's temporary digs. When I went in, he was standing in the middle of the room, gazing wide-eyed at the unfamiliar surroundings. I extended my hand towards him and he sniffed it a bit but it was mostly a physically-distanced visit. It looks as if he's having a wee bit of the food we put down for him, though not much, and he's definitely using the litter box. I spoke gently to him for a good ten minutes and then left. But then about half an hour later he was mewing again. This time he was over by the bed and when I tried talking to me he stood stock-still before hissing a bit. There was the occasional deep-seated growl and eventually he retreated.
Since then, we've sort of taken turns going in to see him. This morning I lay in there and read for a bit while he hung out behind the bed. He condescended to sniff my hand a little but does seem to be a bit bewildered, missing his main human. It'll take time, I guess.
It was quite an eventful weekend, driving down to pick him up on Saturday and getting him settled in as best we could. Sunday we went to a drop-in garage birthday celebration for our oldest grandchild, who turned ten on Friday. We also met the newest addition to the family, a white and black kitten named Zora. Then there were the usual Sunday activities like laundry and baking (blueberry muffins this time).
Life has a different rhythm and a different feel to it these days. We're adjusting OK, I guess, although I'm missing a lot of the activities and the spontaneity I enjoyed pre-pandemic.
Since then, we've sort of taken turns going in to see him. This morning I lay in there and read for a bit while he hung out behind the bed. He condescended to sniff my hand a little but does seem to be a bit bewildered, missing his main human. It'll take time, I guess.
It was quite an eventful weekend, driving down to pick him up on Saturday and getting him settled in as best we could. Sunday we went to a drop-in garage birthday celebration for our oldest grandchild, who turned ten on Friday. We also met the newest addition to the family, a white and black kitten named Zora. Then there were the usual Sunday activities like laundry and baking (blueberry muffins this time).
Life has a different rhythm and a different feel to it these days. We're adjusting OK, I guess, although I'm missing a lot of the activities and the spontaneity I enjoyed pre-pandemic.
