Her Daily Round

Sable has established a routine. Every morning, I find her downstairs in the library. I placed her carrier - which serves as an alternate bed -  near her hiding spot - which was on the cold floor behind some boxes - and she soon chose to lie in there. The pad on its floor is softer and warmer than the library’s laminate, and the carrier itself offers some privacy and is cosy.

I put her soft-food meals in front of her carrier, and have placed hard-food and water in the library, too. She visits them and the litter-boxes there. She has so far remained in the library all day. Late at night - in fact, very early in the morning - I have seen her back in the cat-room, on a cat-tree, where she also eats some of the hard-food and often uses the litter-box.

While she still hides most of the time, this new pattern, carried on for three days so far, demonstrates that she is not afraid to walk through the house, albeit in the dark when most are asleep. It doesn’t mean that she hasn’t encountered some of her feline roommates. And my repeated evenings in the cat-room watching movies has demonstrated that my mere presence won’t encourage her to come out of wherever she was hiding. I think only time will bring her to see me; my being near by may actually discourage her.

I consider this new habit of Sabe’s, if it may be called that as yet, to be progress. With freedom of the whole house, she can decide at her own pace where she will go and what she will do. That and time may achieve big results.