Meet Millie

Millie has arrived.

She is a tortoiseshell, a little under medium size but quite light for that, though she doesn’t feel or look under-weight. She has, in fact, a round, chubby-looking face; a sweet face. Her fur is very soft. She is nine and a half years old, and has been in the same home since she was three.

She was not shy when released from her carrier, and started exploring the library right away; she also came over to me and rubbed up against me. She even started playing with one of her toys.

These are good reactions, though I know that many cats, when they first enter a new environment, react with interest and curiosity, only to become rather disenchanted later that day or the next. That is natural; after all, everything they know has disappeared and been replaced by the unfamiliar.

I also know, however, that this discouraged stage, if a cat suffers it, fades, usually quickly. The initial reaction tends to be representative of who they are, and how they behave. We will see with Millie, but I am optimistic of a pleasant transition.