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The great experiment continues...
Sep. 21st, 2009 06:24 pmOkay - porch cleaned up, and Fang was introduced to it.
First - he's fascinated by carpet. The wood part of the floor - no big deal. The carpeted part was examined in great detail. As was every little nook and cranny - including the places I could've sworn were too small for him to get into. He found the drawstring for an old curtain and entertained himself with that for a long time - I think the fact it was peeking out from under a box had something to do with that. He even started playing with the little plastic ball that he disdained outside. Well, on the floor it rolls much more satisfactorily.
He napped for quite some time on my lap, which considering he'd been jumping at every little strange noise and movement, wasn't surprising. He found his food and water dishes and made great use of both. And seemed quite content to sit in the open doorway and watch what was happening outside, rather than actually go outside. Even the dogs barking on the other side of the inner door seemed only a mild curiosity to him.
He'd settled down in a little nook by the door so I came back in the house. Through the window, I watched him watching the door for a few minutes, and then he dozed off again. Minutes later I hear a thunk - he was was up on the outside window sill, had apparently found out that glass is indeed solid, and that the plants on the sill were similar in taste to the plants outside. (Note to self - move plants.)
I just looked out again and he's either asleep on his bed (out of my line of sight) or he's gone back outside. But the door is open, so we shall see if he feels comfortable coming back in on his own or not. But I have great hopes now. He's accepted the porch.
Onward and upward. 39 days and counting...
First - he's fascinated by carpet. The wood part of the floor - no big deal. The carpeted part was examined in great detail. As was every little nook and cranny - including the places I could've sworn were too small for him to get into. He found the drawstring for an old curtain and entertained himself with that for a long time - I think the fact it was peeking out from under a box had something to do with that. He even started playing with the little plastic ball that he disdained outside. Well, on the floor it rolls much more satisfactorily.
He napped for quite some time on my lap, which considering he'd been jumping at every little strange noise and movement, wasn't surprising. He found his food and water dishes and made great use of both. And seemed quite content to sit in the open doorway and watch what was happening outside, rather than actually go outside. Even the dogs barking on the other side of the inner door seemed only a mild curiosity to him.
He'd settled down in a little nook by the door so I came back in the house. Through the window, I watched him watching the door for a few minutes, and then he dozed off again. Minutes later I hear a thunk - he was was up on the outside window sill, had apparently found out that glass is indeed solid, and that the plants on the sill were similar in taste to the plants outside. (Note to self - move plants.)
I just looked out again and he's either asleep on his bed (out of my line of sight) or he's gone back outside. But the door is open, so we shall see if he feels comfortable coming back in on his own or not. But I have great hopes now. He's accepted the porch.
Onward and upward. 39 days and counting...
