Brief background: Red Cat is about eight years old. He was neutered when his second owner took over his care after he was abandoned about six years ago. He was strictly an outdoor cat while the second owner had him. I've had him about five years, as an indoor-outdoor. He is an anxious cat, running in terror and hiding if he hears a car coming in the driveway or anyone comes up the stairs to the front door or often if the telephone rings. When coming in from outside, the first thing he does after demanding to be petted is to check that I have left the door to his emergency exit (the storage room under the stairs) slightly ajar so he can enter if frightened. Only once in the past five years has he allowed anyone other than myself or my late husband to pet him. Usually he stays in hiding until anyone else is gone.
In the years I've had him until recently, Red Cat has been a man about town. Because we have coyotes in the area, I have tried to keep him in at night, but he has been a regular escape artist. He would escape from the second floor deck if I didn't watch carefully. He would slip out between my late husband's legs when Walt went out on the deck for a smoke. Or he would just not come home for dinner if I let him out earlier. He was seen wandering blocks from here. During spring and summer, he'd escape and go "out on the town" at night once or twice a week; once or twice a month in the cold, rainy winter. Sometimes he would stay out all night. Sometimes he would climb the post to the second floor and meow at the glass slider to the bedroom or dining room until he woke me up and I let him in at 3 or 4 AM.
Until this spring. I think the last time he stayed out most of the night was in March. Now he spends little time outside; even in the nicest of weather he is rarely out more than about half an hour at a time twice a day. Often he just sits on the front or back porch, though he occasionally disappears for a brief time.
I should be happy that he is no longer a roamer and I don't have to worry so much. Instead I worry about what is going on, as he is now a clinging mama's boy, wanting to spend hours sitting in my lap and being petted, petted, petted. He wants my attention to the point I worry about neglecting my other cat, Purdy.
Is this related to his behavior of licking his belly until it is raw? (I've talked about that problem in some previous threads, and the problem is still not solved.) That problem started over a year ago, while my husband was still alive. The bare spot on his belly was only about the size of a quarter then, though. Now it is the whole abdomen.
Any insights anyone can offer will be appreciated.
In the years I've had him until recently, Red Cat has been a man about town. Because we have coyotes in the area, I have tried to keep him in at night, but he has been a regular escape artist. He would escape from the second floor deck if I didn't watch carefully. He would slip out between my late husband's legs when Walt went out on the deck for a smoke. Or he would just not come home for dinner if I let him out earlier. He was seen wandering blocks from here. During spring and summer, he'd escape and go "out on the town" at night once or twice a week; once or twice a month in the cold, rainy winter. Sometimes he would stay out all night. Sometimes he would climb the post to the second floor and meow at the glass slider to the bedroom or dining room until he woke me up and I let him in at 3 or 4 AM.
Until this spring. I think the last time he stayed out most of the night was in March. Now he spends little time outside; even in the nicest of weather he is rarely out more than about half an hour at a time twice a day. Often he just sits on the front or back porch, though he occasionally disappears for a brief time.
I should be happy that he is no longer a roamer and I don't have to worry so much. Instead I worry about what is going on, as he is now a clinging mama's boy, wanting to spend hours sitting in my lap and being petted, petted, petted. He wants my attention to the point I worry about neglecting my other cat, Purdy.
Is this related to his behavior of licking his belly until it is raw? (I've talked about that problem in some previous threads, and the problem is still not solved.) That problem started over a year ago, while my husband was still alive. The bare spot on his belly was only about the size of a quarter then, though. Now it is the whole abdomen.
Any insights anyone can offer will be appreciated.