And Sable Makes Six

Sable arrived today. She has her own room for now, of course, a double aspect room with plenty to see out the windows and cat-trees to access them. There are toys, if she chooses to play with them, a private litter-box, a water-bowl and food.

She initially poked her head out of the carrier in which she arrived, possibly in response to my voice, which I hope she remembers. The next time I came in to the room, she had vacated the carrier and had installed herself in a closely-enclosed cat-bed, brought from her initial foster-home.

She did very well in that home, eating soon after she was captured, using the litter-box, even punishing a scratching-post. I’m not sure if this unexpected change to her environment will set her back or, as with many felines who go through a foster-home, add to her development as a domesticated cat. I expect her to do most of her examining of the new surroundings at night, in the dark. For that reason, she will be left soft-food, as well as hard, over-night. In any case, she will be given plenty of time to adapt.

The Cosy Cabin will be Sable’s home from now on. She won’t be available for adoption. I think asking a feral cat, even if she behaves only semi-feral, to become a socialised insider will be a tough enough request; asking her to do it twice will be too much. This will, I hope, be the last jarring change in what I would like to be a hereafter long and happy life.