HONEY BUNNY

Honey and I are getting along just fine.

Muy casa es su casa
After my week away at the end of April she became bold enough to be in the open living room/computer room area while I recreated at my computer work area. She discovered both the short cat tree with the saddle top and the carpeted window seat attached to the front window. She now enjoys both the front and back windows at her pleasure.

Mama's plan for her baby
So, we have accomplished full apartment range at the 5-month mark in our relationship. This leaves the following: getting on the bed with me for petting, getting on my lap, relocating her food dishes to the kitchen, and [the big one] getting picked up.

Behind closed doors
Honey is very affectionate despite not yet being a lap cat type kitty. She and I have our affection routines throughout the day; she will now let me pet her in her cat bed or on the cat window seat. Just recently she has given me a few nips of affection on my leg during our morning bathroom pet time together.

Doctor, I'm a wreck....
She is still insecure about Swiffer Saturdays and terrified of thunderstorms, but she's getting a little better about the bi-monthly clean-ups. She is pretty much out from under the bed, except during storms, but she is insecure if I do anything that disturbs the current position of her cat feeding area or the little mat under the bed.

Urgency - Moderate, Critical Level - High
I can wait on Honey's decision to be a bed and then lap cat, but it is important to be able to pick her up, at least by December when she is due for her annual vet visit. I've tried, believe me, I've tried to pick her up. Honey is composed of a very squishy outer body wrapped around a powerhouse of muscle driven by a sharply honed, agile street-cat instinct. While I'm trying to find a grab-hold beneath the body squish she squirms and kicks her way from my grasp.

Let the Game begin!
So, in between the incidents of thunderstorm and Swiffer Saturday trauma, and in the spirit ofoverg's game of gitchu, I've begun a game of Kitty Pick-Up.All is normal, then I do a pick-up move and Honey squirms away; she does not go far, and always looks back at me with a wary eye. I then just go about things as usual, like the pick-up attempt never happened. Hopefully this little game will instill some 'normalcy' into the action and I can get more serious about it as time goes on.

Little Princess!
Finicky, that's the word. She likes 2 flavors of Fancy Feast and that's pretty much it. I think I've run through all the flavors at least twice and tried a little sampling of other brands. Sometimes she eats these, but mostly not. She is highly opposed to any flavor that is grilled or marinated, or in an aspic (don't blame her here); she does not like chicken, beef, trout, ocean whitefish, or turkey. She sometimes, but rarely, likes veal, tuna or salmon. She does not like kitty snacks.

Play with yourself
She becomes timid when I try to play with her by doing the following: rolling a cat ball in her direction, dangling a toy on a pole, dangling and moving string. She backs off when I do these things. Ohhh, how I wish to have a playmate! On her own she will play with cat balls, toy mice, and bows. She also gets the cat crazies from time to time in the morning, running back and forth through the apartment before I get up. She also does not get into things like younger, more curious kittens, or like Katjam's legendary cat, Dom.