Tilly is slowly thawing toward me. She’s most friendly first thing in the morning when she wants food, then avoids me during the day, but becomes even more friendly at night. It’s a consistent pattern. She’s back to sleeping on the cat tree, and she chirps at me every five minutes to give her chin scritches and belly rubs, which I happily do. Then she gets terribly silly, as you can see.

I tried Tilly on a mousie that I covered with catnip, but she seems to be in that group of cats that aren’t interested in catnip. She loves playing with her strings. Nearly every morning when I first open my office door, I find one her strings lying there. One morning I found both of her strings there. It’s a deliberate action on her part and it’s cute as hell.

She still tends to panic-run when she’s sleeping on the cat tree and I come in, but she quickly comes back. She loves it when I lean over and give her scritchies and belly rubs. She gets silly and squirmy about the belly rubs though she thoroughly enjoys them.

I’m trying to pick her up more often to get her accustomed to being picked up and held. The first time lasted about three seconds. Today I was able to hold her for maybe half a minute. This is in preparation for having to take her back to the vet next week for her second set of vaccinations. The vet tech gave me Gabapentin to dose her with ahead of time as I don’t want to end up at the ER again. She’s slowly giving me more trust, but it takes time.