I finally got my Little Bit started on his vaccinations Monday. They said he was a perfect gentleman when they drew his blood and he was all over me while there, just loving and cuddling with me. I suspect much of the love and cuddles was trying to make himself small and hidden behavior. At any rate, he didn't raise a fuss and all went pretty smooth.
We got home and I let everyone out of their carriers, and all but the kittens got to go outdoors and resume their normal activities. After being home a while I tried to cuddle Little Bit and he didn't want any of it, to the point of giving me a warning meow and swatted me with both feet before I could get him put back down. I thought "okay, he's afraid I may want to take him back to the vet so he's avoiding me for a while".
That night he wouldn't sleep on his bed next to me on the desk, and also never came upstairs to the bedroom.
Tuesday I figured all would be back to normal, but nooooooooooooo... that little devil still wouldn't have much to do with me and when I held him he just gave meanother warning meow, dirty looks and wanted down.
Finally Tuesday night he came up on the desk and let me hold him and started cocking his head to the side and pushing and rubbing on me for his lovin'.
All I could do was laugh, (while getting my cuddles), and hold and rock the stubborn little guy. I don't think I've ever had one of my little furry masters hold a grudge against me for so long.
Here's one of those "I'm mad at you8 and don't mess with me looks
We got home and I let everyone out of their carriers, and all but the kittens got to go outdoors and resume their normal activities. After being home a while I tried to cuddle Little Bit and he didn't want any of it, to the point of giving me a warning meow and swatted me with both feet before I could get him put back down. I thought "okay, he's afraid I may want to take him back to the vet so he's avoiding me for a while".
That night he wouldn't sleep on his bed next to me on the desk, and also never came upstairs to the bedroom.
Tuesday I figured all would be back to normal, but nooooooooooooo... that little devil still wouldn't have much to do with me and when I held him he just gave meanother warning meow, dirty looks and wanted down.
Finally Tuesday night he came up on the desk and let me hold him and started cocking his head to the side and pushing and rubbing on me for his lovin'.
All I could do was laugh, (while getting my cuddles), and hold and rock the stubborn little guy. I don't think I've ever had one of my little furry masters hold a grudge against me for so long.
Here's one of those "I'm mad at you8 and don't mess with me looks