Tinkerbell Update

Tinkerbell is still living inside the house with us. She's escaped once, but only as far as the porch (she paused to eat some of the food out there). Most of the time, she lives in my roommate's bedroom. She sits in his windows or sleeps on the edge of his bed. When she leaves his room, she heads right to the food or water bowls or uses the litter box. For the most part, her adventures out of the bedroom are needs based.

On occasion, she does leave to explore the rest of the house. She'll wander through the kitchen into the hallway and then into my room. She's always very curious when the shower is going, because that is a lot of water for a human.  She has made some cautious ventures into the living room, but it seems to be the scariest place for her. I'm not surprised. It's usually occupied by the other three cats, who remain hissers of disapproval to the whole Tink Project.

The Hissers of Disapproval (known from now on as HOD) have staged several protests over our decision to bring Tinkerbell inside. Their main tactic comes in the form of a sit-in . . .okay, actually, a LAY-in. All three of them will lay on the couch to show their solidarity. This is a new development for them. Usually they don't get along all that well. They are, however, united in their annoyance over Tink.

Another tactic is the Sideswipe Hiss. One of the girls will plant herself in areas Tink has to cross in order to get to the food bowl or litter box. When Tink walks by, said bitch cat will hiss with all of her might in an attempt to terrorize Tinkerbell from doing her business. Tink doesn't seem that phased. She's a former outdoor kitty and has seen scarier things that bratty girl cats.

On the bonding front, we had some progress tonight. My roommate was sitting in the recliner watching TV and Tink walked deep enough into the room to run her head under his hand so he would pet her.  She didn't stay for very long, but it's been my experience that once a cat begins to go to you for affection, she's starting to view you and her situation as acceptable. I hope that is the case with Tink. Maybe one day soon, she'll forget she ever lived anywhere except with us.