I know, old topic. I just wanted to update you all.
We took Andi over to the house a couple times before moving in. First time she was hesitant in exploring, but by the time we left she didn't want to go! She had explored almost every possible inch of the place, coming back with dustballs on her whiskers and wanting more. The second time we visited, we were there almost the whole day. She would run around the basement and meow very loudly down there. (was she singing and listening to the echo? One may never know!)
Both times she came home pooped out!
Now that we have moved over here completely, she LOVES it here! She loves running in the basement. It's gotten to the point where she'll race us down there and then "hide" from us underneath some of the furniture down there. Today she tried racing me back up and almost tripped me going up the stairs. It scared the crap out of me (man it'd suck to break an arm because Andi tripped me) but after being angry for a couple minutes I realized she was just trying to share her joy of all this running space.
She used to have huge ledges to sit on by the windows and watch the local wildlife. We are going to make a shelf for her to sit on ,but for now she has gotten used to sitting on the tiny window ledges here and pressing her nose up against the window. It's gotten to the point almost every room has what we affectionately call "Andi-snot" on the window. We have to clean our windows constantly so it doesn't show up real bad lol!
This morning, she was in the window making strange noises. The birds were chirping REALLY loudly and she was in there making the strangest of noises! It was probably about 4:30-5 am when she was making these noises. It amused me a lot!
She's been so much happier since we've moved. She's become much more affectionate (nipping me gently and wanting pets) and she has become a lot more playful, running around.
In fact, she has a new woobie. When she was young, she killed the crud out of a toy mouse/scratching pad combo we bought her. She ripped the fur off the mouse and would carry it around everywhere in her mouth. We called it her "woobie" (long story on why we call it a woobie)
Well, we eventually threw that fur out. When we moved, we put all our christmas stuff downstairs. (Do you see where this is going?) One night, my husband wakes up and goes "Oh my god."
And I was like "What ?? what what??" Thinking a burglar or something came in the house or something. No. He just replies "It's christmas already!"
Andi had gone in the basement and dug out the tree skirt, brought it all the way upstairs, and jumped on the bed with it wanting to play.
She has done that every time we get the tree skirt put away. She'll drag it back out and upstairs, wanting to play with it.
Yup, I think she's gotten used to the place and is quite happy to call it HER castle. In fact, the mat outside our door has huge slashes in it and underneath the slashes it says "Beware of Cat"
Just wanted to update y'all!