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Life without Felix
Feb. 11th, 2016 11:08 pmThe worst moments are when I come home... Felix used to come to meet me.
For the first couple of days, Oscar would walk around the house calling, and then curl up in his usual place on my husband's chair. Yesterday and today, he still searches, but then comes to my lap instead. He also is discovering the pleasures of being an only cat, after always being a subordinate in a multi-cat household. He gets all the food and treats, all the available laps; he can even play without another cat interfering, though he is so stiff with arthritis that it's very restrained play. He is even 'talking' to me more, as he discovers that he can 'ask' for food or fresh water and I'll respond; he has always just followed along when Felix asked, before. Oscar is much more my daughter's cat, but I do love him and he's a comfort right now.
For the first couple of days, Oscar would walk around the house calling, and then curl up in his usual place on my husband's chair. Yesterday and today, he still searches, but then comes to my lap instead. He also is discovering the pleasures of being an only cat, after always being a subordinate in a multi-cat household. He gets all the food and treats, all the available laps; he can even play without another cat interfering, though he is so stiff with arthritis that it's very restrained play. He is even 'talking' to me more, as he discovers that he can 'ask' for food or fresh water and I'll respond; he has always just followed along when Felix asked, before. Oscar is much more my daughter's cat, but I do love him and he's a comfort right now.
