Had two appointments yesterday, took her to both. Asked if she could hang out in the office while I was at physical therapy (swim therapy, which I really like) and they said "SURE!" :hi:
Imagine my suprise, pleasure and happiness (no, really!) when I came out of the locker room and one of the therapists had Raven out of her carrier and was playing with her. :hug:
Judging by Raven's comfort level and the therapist's concentration, this had been going on for a little while...:)
The rest of the office personnel chimed in-
"She took some water"..."She's so gentle!"..."She's such a cutie!"..."Raven- is that her name?"...and the one that REALLY made me happy...
"Bring her again if you want to!" :loveya:
Next appointment was at the mental health clinic...I wanted my counselor to meet Raven; this was a one-time deal (some people have allergies, phobias, preferences, and I do try to be considerate).
The ladies behind the counter were as enchanted with her as though I'd brought in my very own brand new human kitten!
Raven is getting to be experienced at this 'meet and greet', and again her gentleness with the claws and teeth was commented upon. Kittens are gonna nom on stuff, it's what they do and how they learn about the world...but they
are capable of learning there IS a difference between what can be nommed with impunity and what ya gotta be gentle with.
The excuse I use is that the other cats are gone so much they haven't had a chance for the Feliway to kick in yet and they are still hissing at her. I don't want her to grow up to be a weird little 'Mama's Girl' hermit cat, so I'm trying to socialize her properly...and I really
don't feel comfortable leaving her all by herself for the 11 hours my workshift entails.
Here are the most recent pics (8/31). She'll be 13 weeks old on Friday the 2nd of September. Kinda small for her age, but that's OK. Diamonds and dynamite and all that...
I wanted to catch her napping in the little house on the cat tree, but she woke up and deigned to pose for me.
I
swear she was posing for this one...I thanked her for doing so after taking the pic.
Either contemplating mysteries of the universe...or whether to pounce. It's hard to tell with kittens.