It’s a question of trust
Friday June 22, 2007 at 8:08 pm
There remains no doubt in my mind that Larenti now trusts me a great deal more than she does any other human.
She spends most of her time on my patio.
She’s there nearly every morning when I wake up, at least 99% of the time.
She begs me for attention. All the time.
She talks to me readily, without reserve or hesitation, and responds immediately when I speak to her.
She is less afraid of me—especially my hands—than she was when I first met her years ago.
And she doesn’t twitch when I step out to the patio, even when she’s extremely comfortable.
Like this. . .
As I told xocobra in the past, if I were to rescue another cat, it would be Larenti.
Very little doubt remains that such a thing will happen.
And as I ponder moving away from Dallas, she increasingly becomes a focus of my endeavors, a loose end I may well have to address sooner rather than later.
I find it abhorrent to consider leaving her now . . . especially now that she has grown so accustomed to me, so trusting of me, so reliant on me.
I am the only human she has faith in.
There now exists an expectation between us, one that presumes I will not abandon her or hurt her, something I know her previous caregiver(s) did.
jason
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