It looks like it took the cat just over six weeks to realize that the dog is really, truly dead and is not hiding somewhere in the house waiting for her to lower her guard. The dog, mind you, never gave a damn whether the cat existed or not, and they’ve lived together for over ten years regardless, a length of time that you would think might convince the cat that the dog was, if not a friend, at least something not to be constantly feared.
BUT! Witness, my friends, as my 20-year-old asshole cat Mizu takes the Sam Gamgee-esque single step that places her as far as she’s ever deliberately been from our bedroom, which you would be able to almost see the door of were hte picture at a slightly different angle. We have been living in this house for seven years. See that one paw on the grey flooring in our dining room? it is literally the first time she has ever set foot in that room. In seven years. Not once. A moment later, she went into the family room, which is to the left. She’d never been in there either.
Five or six years from now, when my son is in middle school, she might allow him to pet her.
Your old cat looks like my old cat, but older. Mine is at least 17 but I swear she will live forever. Now I have proof they do.
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Your kitty is 22?! Oh my gosh, that is amazing! Maybe the recluse life is where it’s at for felines. 😉 I love that she’s starting to explore — so sweet. ❤
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She’s actually 20; that was a typo, which I’ve just fixed since you were nice enough to notice it for me. 🙂 Still ancient but not quite THAT old. 🙂
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Some things just can’t be rushed. 🙂
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