And I can't say I blame him!!!
For those of you who don't recognize my handle, I hung out on the strays and ferals forum to get help with a semi-feral adopted cat named Brady. He had lived the first year of his life outdoors in New England, and spent winter in a shed built by the gal who was feeding him on her deck. After being injured he was trapped, vetted, neutered, fostered for a month and then I adopted him. He got out the SAME NIGHT he was in our house
and I finally got him trapped and back in the house one month after he got out. When I found him in the trap he cussed at me with every feline swear word he knew.
For the past week he has been a prisoner in our spare bedroom, getting fed twice a day, with the Feliway running and listening to classical music. I go in mornings and evenings and talk to myself while using the computer and do my best to ignore him. The only progress I have seen is that instead of hiding under the bed or behnd the desk, he now sits on the windowsill and glares at me (I think). I try not to look at him but of course every so often I glance at him. His eyes are wide open, he is crouched and he does not move.
Will time and patience win out, or is he angry at me for life?? Is one week too short to expect any changes??
For those of you who don't recognize my handle, I hung out on the strays and ferals forum to get help with a semi-feral adopted cat named Brady. He had lived the first year of his life outdoors in New England, and spent winter in a shed built by the gal who was feeding him on her deck. After being injured he was trapped, vetted, neutered, fostered for a month and then I adopted him. He got out the SAME NIGHT he was in our house
For the past week he has been a prisoner in our spare bedroom, getting fed twice a day, with the Feliway running and listening to classical music. I go in mornings and evenings and talk to myself while using the computer and do my best to ignore him. The only progress I have seen is that instead of hiding under the bed or behnd the desk, he now sits on the windowsill and glares at me (I think). I try not to look at him but of course every so often I glance at him. His eyes are wide open, he is crouched and he does not move.
Will time and patience win out, or is he angry at me for life?? Is one week too short to expect any changes??