Moxy Expands (His Horizons)

Moxy is feeling a little left out. All the talk about how well Sable is doing - and she is doing very well: this morning when I woke, she was still upstairs, in the sitting room - has obscured his own achievement.

Moxy has spent most of his time in the bedroom since our arrival in the Cosy Cabin. He has been fed there; the bedroom has a water-bowl and a litter-box. He has been anxious elsewhere, especially since he is being bullied by Brazil. But recently, he has started coming to the kitchen, especially at meal-times. It does cause a bit more chaos at dinner- and snack-time, since the kittens already eat swiftly, then try to steal from each other’s or some other cat’s remaining food. It is a hurry to keep them occupied with their own bowls, and Moxy tends to be the same way - or his is just another convenient bowl for the babies to raid.

Nonetheless, now that Mox will mix, I don’t want to discourage him, so I feed him in the kitchen, too. Sometimes, he comes out perhaps just to be in a different room. And, just as promising, he has begun playing. He is still afraid of the toys I use, such as a string-toy, and he’s so far bemused by the red dot. But he has been active with the fuzzy mice, which I will encourage.

This very friendly, fat-headed boy is quite adoptable, but as he finds more courage and a bit more confidence, he will be even more so. And until then, it will make his life in the Cosy Cabin better.