Ten days ago, I brought a new member into the family living in my Abbey. Her name is Shadow, and she is Mom’s cat. For three weeks after Mom had a stroke, Shadow continued living in the assisted living apartment they shared. I stopped by twice a day to take care of her and spend some time. A friend of ours also visited daily.
But when I learned that Mom would not be able to return to the apartment, I packed up Shadow and brought her home. Shadow is 9. Mom adopted her six months ago, after Shadow had waited for months in a cage, hoping to be chosen. I guess people were more interested in kittens or young adults. On that day, I promised Mom and the woman in charge of adoptions that Shadow would always have a home with me if necessary. And I am happy to keep that promise.
But things are complicated, to say the least. As you might know, I already had a cat, Angie. I wrote about her several months ago in this post. Angie is 13 and has been my only cat since I adopted her 12 years ago. She has always given me all the companionship I ever wanted or needed. We are very close and very protective of each other.
To say that life has been interesting the past week and a half would be an understatement. Nudging these two toward friendship is going to be a process of a lot more than 10 days. However, I feel we are off to a fairly good beginning.
Angie bunks with me in the master bedroom. That leaves the rest of the house as neutral territory. At first I kept the office door closed almost all the time. Now I am gradually extending the time they can be together, if they please.
Both dislike having the other in her room, but both want to be wherever I am. That’s the major problem. Angie feels, rightly so, that two weeks ago the office was part of her territory, and she is not happy about the door being closed, especially if I am in there. Here she is, checking to see if it might be safe to enter.
One saving grace is their difference in age. Angie needs a lot more sleep than Shadow does. So while Angie snoozes in her room or the closet, Shadow comes out and explores. She is particularly interested in the Christmas tree.
I am hoping that a large dose of patience, along with the spirit of the Christmas season, will bring peace to my little family living in Home Sweet Abbey.