Nox is my kitty. She is exactly what I wanted her to be. She
was not too happy when we first met. Her mother, a feral cat, had brought
her kittens up on my porch for a free meal. I used a jacket to catch one
of the scattering kittens. It was the kitten to become Nox. Later I was
able to catch her two sisters, and still later trap her mother and get her
spayed. Anyway, I had learned from raising earlier feral kittens that
putting them in a nice quiet room by themselves was exactly wrong.
Instead I put them in a very large cage in my busiest room with only a
sheet to give them a small degree of privacy from the dogs. I took them
out frequently and let the dogs sniff and lick them. It was not long
before they were purring instead of hissing.
I shoulder trained Nox. She can ride on my shoulder without getting me
scratched up - unless I try to do housework or something.
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