An irregularly updated journal of my life with the aforementioned animals (plus one more)
Thursday, June 19, 2014
Kola Finds His Places
My foster-cat Kola is beginning to find his place here. Or
should I write ‘places’?
His first week was spent getting his bearings, watching
the other cats and gauging me, the strange human with whom he had landed. Now,
he has started to find those spots which he enjoys and those he merely uses for
some purpose or another. Initially, when he was confined in the back parlour,
Kola used the little house/bed that no other cat has ever used. I thought he
may have been too large for it, but most of him is floof, anyway.
He of course found his way to the window, and enjoys
sniffing the smells that could come through the screen. This picture was taken
before our recent and rare period of several continuously rainy days.
Once freed of his quarantine in the parlour – he’s an
easy-going beast, so it didn’t last long – Kola discovered other interesting
places about the house. He sometimes slips into the tunnel. I don’t know if he
is hiding there or just likes the enclosed feeling that all cats seem to like.
As with Tungsten and Josie, the new boy found the dip
between the two cushions on the bed to be rather comfortable. This represented
a bit of a bold step for Kola, as there were other cats in the bedroom at the
The hammock was a favourite almost from the first, and
Kola uses it both for snoozing and just for relaxation. It’s a good place from
which to watch events, and to get used to other felines. Sometimes, he simply lies on the floor, perhaps to cool down. Tucker dislikes Kola’s
presence, but he is growing accustomed to him, grudgingly.
When Cammie returned to the household, she resumed her
usual ‘bed’, which is a layer of towels on the parlour couch, a mild heating
pad under them to give warmth, especially when the windows are open for fresh
air. I couldn’t deny the Siamese Princess this privilege. I had no idea of what
she had for sleeping arrangements over the past six weeks. It left Kola without
a regular spot for sleeping, however. So I brushed and washed Bear-Bear’s old
bed. It’s thick and soft and undoubtedly warm. At first, Kola was frightened of
it. Then I saw him lying near it. Finally, I observed him lying in it as if he
always had been there. He likes to snooze there now, and, though I am not sure if he uses
it for a bed at night – he does have other options – I know he also has this,
his own special spot. I think that’s important for a cat, and they all seem to
have one. Now Kola does, too.