It's been almost a month since we started out on the search for our kitty. During that time I've spent a lot of time reading articles online and in books about what to expect when you bring your first cat home.
I was prepared. Before we went to collect her I checked her designated 'safe' room (as I was told to do in most of the hundred articles I'd read). There was fresh water, toys, a warm basket, littler tray, scratching mat and food at the ready. I even got down on my hands and knees to view things from 'a cat's perspective' as I'd been advised. Everything was ready.
Very shortly after we had arrived at the shelter (a little early and very eager) we were cat owners! The kitty (she still doesn't have a definite name!) was put in to our cat carrier and we were on our way home. I talked to her all the way, reassuring her like I had read to do. She didn't look very happy about the situation but she was calm. So far so good I thought.
I was nervous about the kind of day we had ahead of us. I knew there was every chance that when we arrived home she might stay in her carrier until she gained in confidence and that she might well run to the nearest nook or cranny and stay there (some articles said) for up to 3 days before she wanted attention. I was prepared to leave it on her terms.
As soon as we got home I took her to her safe room, took a deep breath, opened the carrier door and stood back. At first she peeped up at me with a little confused look on her face then she wandered round the small room, bobbing her head up and down, taking in every little sight, sound and smell. I sat on the floor to watch her quietly. As soon as I did she stopped, looked at me and then came straight over and sat on my knee purring and rolling on me like a cat that had known me all her life!
She didn't do anything I expected her to do. Within an hour it was as though we'd always had her. I was so pleasantly surprised at how at home she seemed so soon.
She's super affectionate and loves anyone that is giving her attention. She's what, in the North of England, we would call 'a right soft lump'! I think she's going to fit right in.
Her first day....