You could be forgiven lately for thinking that little Sarsaparilla no longer lived with me, but he does! He has been rather eclipsed by the more urgent needs of a growing puppy, but he’s still around. He’s an indoor/outdoor cat who comes and goes as he pleases, but lately I’ve been seeing less and less of him. He used to sleep on my bed every night but stopped once I changed from the single to queen sized bed. That’s been sad. He’s been in a lot less at evenings too, practicing acupuncture on my thighs while I watch tv or work on the computer.

My longer term goal for him is to build a cat run around my big peppercorn tree out the back, and confine him to the run and house. I’m unhappy about him killing birds (even though it is almost exclusively pigeons as far as I’m aware), eating them means he picks up a lot of parasites, and I’ve been told by a neighbour that he is eating her cat’s food on occasion, which has been dosed with thyroid meds. That can’t be good for him!

Tonight he came inside and came looking for me, snuggled onto my lap, buried his face in the crook of my arm and snoozed. I’m thrilled and a little worried about the behaviour change. I’ve decided to trial confining him to the house for now and have closed the window he uses to get in and out of the house and found his old litter tray out in the shed. So far so good, he’s snuggled up on my bed asleep.
He really is the sweetest, most adorable cat. I hope I can set things up for him a lot better very soon and that he’ll be happy and safer.

My little family is starting to work out! 🙂