Join Date: Feb 2011
Location: Liverpool - soon to be Queensland
My Tilly is like a whole new cat
Since Bob passed, she has grieved but she really has seemed to come into her own in the past week
Where she had shown virtually no interest in being petted in the past (except for a few rare occasions,), but she's always coming up to me now and actively looking for me to engager her with pats and cuddles. She's currently sitting right next to me on the sofa sleeping, this is also new.
She has never really shown any intrest in her toys (and there has been a lot of money spent on toys), except when she was a kitten. She is now playing and asking to play all the time. I bought her a cheap goldfish on elastic one (cost a £1 cheapest I have ever bought and it was just on the off chance) and she loves it.
She's also playing more on her cat tree and as soon as I wake up in the morning, she's there.
I know it was difficult for her with Bob around because he was needy and you couldn't play with her with out him butting in and she had no interest in us all playing together. I just thought her change in temperament when Bob came was because she was getting older but then she was never a lap cat to begin with. I would hate to think that this was her all along and Bob never let her express herself. She has always had the feeling that even though I bonded with Bob more, she was the one that loved me the most, because when I was down, she would be the first one over giving me head buts and hanging round, but she wanted nothing in return from them. He deffo wanted all of the pets back lol.
It would seem that she is actually enjoying it just being us. Its totally sad that Bob has gone, I am still crying over him (and so is my neighbour who I only just told today), and what I'm about to say with never ever diminish the love that I have and will always have in my heart for my special little guy but I'm now looking at this perhaps the best thing that could have happened to Tahlulla
Well that rules out any other kitties for me for (hopefully) a long time. I have my little girl back.
I guess the motto of our little story is, out of poop comes Rose's.