Some may remember my Problemchild Cheeto - feral adoptee who hid in my basement for 5yrs (yes, years).
He turned a corner last November & until last week was a big orange barnacle.
āHelpedā me feed cats (just 2), make my bed & installed himself atop a corner of the couch, when he wasnāt cutting off the blood flow to my legs (12# of cat).
Then I went out of town. Just 2-1/2 days, Thursday morning to Saturday night.
A catlady friend took (too much) care of cats while I was gone.
She insisted on coming twice a day.
Cats disappear when anyone but me is in the house.
And I know she did her best to see them, babytalking & peeking under the daybed that is their hidey-hole.
I got home Saturday, both cats showed up. Friendliest - Bounce - was more vocal than usual & Cheeto let me pet him & stayed with us on the couch.
He did not - as was his habit - come to bed with me. Never stays all night, but jumps up & stays for pets.
Sunday he was MIA & remains holed up under the daybed in ātheirā room.
Litter box is in use & food is eaten, but he has not left the sanctuary since.
With much trouble for my aging bod, I squeezed under there & was allowed to touch/pet him, but he is not wanting to emerge.
He had an episode in January of stress-related peeing outside the box. But nothing since & no sign of that now.
I plan on visiting daily hoping heāll venture out.
Any ideas to let him know things are back to (his) Normal?
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