12:12 a.m.: Poppy purred for me for the first time … ever.
If you know cats, that’s music. Sweet, melodic music. Even if it’s loud and gravelly.
I was sitting on the floor petting her. It would seem she’d prefer me at a table where I’m more eye to eye with her, but no. She was on the floor a foot in front of me as I sat cross legged and bent over to pet her cheeks, face, and chin.
I’m elated! And Willow then let me sit in the chair next to her favorite sleeping chair and pet her for a long while too. No purr, but still progress.
Moral of the Story: Time and patience can heal the wounds that taught them to distrust the human animal. May we all behave in a manner worthy of their trust.
Poppy standing, Willow resting
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Jennifer Pogue
September 26, 2018 at 5:29 pm
It is music, definitely. A thrill goes through me when I can get Dulcie to purrrrr….
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