A little over a week ago Macy (a.k.a. mule kitty) started sleeping on the bed either between our heads or between my knees. Sometimes Atlas would have his head up near ours and she would just quietly wait her turn. She would lay with her head on my shoulder and start purring and go to sleep. This went on for about 10 days and it ended with Atlas and Macy actually coming in contact with each other. This photo shows a weekend morning or they shared and she let him be in contact with her for a little while before she moved over. We thought oh good we turned a corner.
Silly us, since the photo and the 10 days straight of her being on the bed at night she is been incommunicado. Some days I don't even know if I have a cat. She must've realize that she was starting to act in a reasonable manner and the cat union called her and said this is not acceptable, start acting like a cat again. I see her once in a while when she goes to eat. I hear in the litter box but then she won't get on the bed afterwords. She quit coming out and seeing Matt at lunch time but she still comes and pesters Janette until she brushes her each night. It's taken 3 years to get to this point. Maybe me another 3 before their cuddle pals.
One of my big hopes that this new MS drug is I'll get the use of my right hand back so I can scratch the kitty so that she likes me again. It would also be great if I could throw the ball for Atlas. I started having him dropping his ball on my lap table and then jumping up with his feet on my arm rest and getting it. He seems like the game. Well my 2nd infusion is Friday so maybe in a few months I'll get some use back. I can only hope. I guess hope is a good thing but hope unrealized usually turns to discouragement. I try not to get my hopes up.
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