posted Mon, 09 May 2005
My intrepid cat, Balboa/Ponce de Leon/Vasco de Gama/Cabeza de Vaca, emerged from under the couch yesterday afternoon – when I could actually see him do so. He had roamed the house already, but not while I was around. He must be getting more comfortable around me. He got within six feet of me once, but when I looked at him, he ran away.
He let me pet him and hold him at the shelter, so I know this is just temporary shyness, but he is a mellow cat, which is what I wanted. I did not want a playful, demanding all my attention cat. I did not want a walk across my computer keyboard while I am trying to type cat. I did not want a kitten. Kittens are baby cats and they need a lot of attention. They are not ideal for someone who is away from the house all day. I wanted a lazy cat who wants nothing more than to laze about in the sun all day and sit in my lap when I am at home and let me pet him.