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Helix is better, I'm not...
Nov. 24th, 2014 11:49 amHelix is looking much better and is a rather adventurous kitty.
He's such a handsome boy!
I gave up on keeping the linens in on the shelf and just moved them to the chair while he's in residence in the spare room. He actually was wiggled in the far back corner of the closet and completely out of sight when I first came in. I've picked up the suit jackets several times. I think they are his spring when he's getting down.
Simon is relaxing a bit but I'm still working on getting him closer to the closed door before I try any other introduction.
I've been letting Helix out for 15 minutes a day while Simon is shut somewhere else- either with the food or in my bedroom. I'm trying to give him good associations by giving him toys and wet food during those times.
I don't have any way to do the screen introduction right now. I tried the baby gate with a sheet pined to the door frame above and to the gate below but Helix had sausaged himself into the sheet attached to the top and managed to ooze out the other side in just a few moment's time. It was incredibly funny to watch but obviously not a good solution.
I'm kind of curious what Helix's personality will be like when he has the roam of the whole house. In the limited space he's anxious to be with me and likes to sit on me when I'm on the bed. But when he's out he doesn't pay much of any attention to me. I know the space is all new and smelly so I have no idea what he's going to be like. More independent, I think, than Simon, who wants to be with me nearly every minute of the day.
In the mean time, the crud has moved into my chest making me bark in a truly painful way if I don't take the cough suppressant religiously every 4 hours. My head hurts, especially if I have to bend over for any reason, and the left side of my face would like to slide off now. It's not at all pleasant but I'm back at work today since the Dean's assistant is out on vacation this week. I don't know how productive I'll be, but I'm a warm body filling the space. I have next to no voice- not even the one Jay used to call my transvestite voice. I sound like I'm whispering with occasional bleats of real sound. Answering the phone is all sorts of entertaining. I brought a pharmacy with me and a quart of orange juice and it's about nap time. Food is kind of an after thought.
Also in the newest news from FEMA, my premium for the year was apparently underpaid by $305 so they've reduced my coverage, which I'm pretty sure my mortgage lender wouldn't approve, even though they cut the check. I'm waiting for my insurance agent to get back to me and wishing the three agencies would get their collective act together. This process is stressful and frustrating. I wonder if it has to be this way every year?
He's such a handsome boy!
I gave up on keeping the linens in on the shelf and just moved them to the chair while he's in residence in the spare room. He actually was wiggled in the far back corner of the closet and completely out of sight when I first came in. I've picked up the suit jackets several times. I think they are his spring when he's getting down.
Simon is relaxing a bit but I'm still working on getting him closer to the closed door before I try any other introduction.
I've been letting Helix out for 15 minutes a day while Simon is shut somewhere else- either with the food or in my bedroom. I'm trying to give him good associations by giving him toys and wet food during those times.
I don't have any way to do the screen introduction right now. I tried the baby gate with a sheet pined to the door frame above and to the gate below but Helix had sausaged himself into the sheet attached to the top and managed to ooze out the other side in just a few moment's time. It was incredibly funny to watch but obviously not a good solution.
I'm kind of curious what Helix's personality will be like when he has the roam of the whole house. In the limited space he's anxious to be with me and likes to sit on me when I'm on the bed. But when he's out he doesn't pay much of any attention to me. I know the space is all new and smelly so I have no idea what he's going to be like. More independent, I think, than Simon, who wants to be with me nearly every minute of the day.
In the mean time, the crud has moved into my chest making me bark in a truly painful way if I don't take the cough suppressant religiously every 4 hours. My head hurts, especially if I have to bend over for any reason, and the left side of my face would like to slide off now. It's not at all pleasant but I'm back at work today since the Dean's assistant is out on vacation this week. I don't know how productive I'll be, but I'm a warm body filling the space. I have next to no voice- not even the one Jay used to call my transvestite voice. I sound like I'm whispering with occasional bleats of real sound. Answering the phone is all sorts of entertaining. I brought a pharmacy with me and a quart of orange juice and it's about nap time. Food is kind of an after thought.
Also in the newest news from FEMA, my premium for the year was apparently underpaid by $305 so they've reduced my coverage, which I'm pretty sure my mortgage lender wouldn't approve, even though they cut the check. I'm waiting for my insurance agent to get back to me and wishing the three agencies would get their collective act together. This process is stressful and frustrating. I wonder if it has to be this way every year?
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