Making the bedroom into Imogen’s safe-space has proven successful. The other cats are permitted in, of course, except for Brazil, and this has allowed them slowly to encroach, and reduce, Imo’s antagonism toward them. But there was still a problem with play-time.
With the door open, the younger cats kept rushing in to wrestle with the string-toy I use to entice Imogen. As a result, Miss Silky was most reluctant to play, as it meant interaction with the others, with the highly probably chance of physical contact. I decided that, at least during play-time, the door to the bedroom would be closed, and Imogen could have some fun without interruption.
It has worked. Before Brazil’s advent, Imo would leap and twist and pounce when fighting the string-toy. That exuberance disappeared upon Shimmer’s arrival, and even the semi-refuge of the kitchen cabinets didn’t reproduce it. Last evening, though, Imogen jumped and rolled after the string-toy, assured by the fact that she was alone with me. (Well, Renn was on the bed, too, but, as I have mentioned, he plays but rarely, and slept - or tried to - through all of Imo’s fun. He doesn’t bother her in any case.)
This separate game-time adds still more to my schedule, but it’s worth it to see Imo put some effort into her playing again. I don’t think it impossible that she will one day play with others, but for now, this will have to do. And for now, it does well.