well, i know she will come to food in the morn, if called.
i also know i don't scare her when i'm lying flat, so i decided to combine the two.
got my outdoor nest set up. book, carafe of cocoa, pads.
put out a snack n called her.
she didn't show n eventually i wanted to get up, so i gave up n went to the other end of the garden to dig some garlic.
when i came back, i was pleasantly surprised to see the milke gone n half the friskies eaten.
pretty good because at least she was willing to eat when i was in the garden.
as i was sipping my cuppa n getting my book, i saw something hidden under a fig tree.
hoho, she hadn't left, she just found a cozy place to relax.
she always eats half her food n leaves for 15-20 minutes before coming to finish, so i just waited.
this creature of habit then came out to finish her meal. the food was only 6' away.
she came even closer to get at her water dish.
good stuff.
she then retired to her fig tree n just hung out.
i was happy about all this. getting tamer by the minute.
plus she found out how comfy it is in the shade of a fig, with nice soft mulch to lie on.
the neat thing is she could have fount that same comfort at the far end of the garden, with a better route of escape. instead, she chose to hang out close to me.
i think she's lonely.
also, she decided to meow at me. meows don't fit with a wild animal. do you think that means she wants to be my friend?
here's something cool. you have heard of a rusty voice.
or a skill that got rusty due to lack of use?
well, her meows were super rusty. to me, it sounded like bob wire rubbing against an old pick up.
never heard metallic sounds come from a flesh n blood throat before.
late in the evening i came with supper n there were more meows, but now they sounded like a normal meow.
she really was rusty. since she obviously hadn't meowed in years, meowing now must mean something, but i don't know what.